Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Chapter 280

It was Henry calling.

Timothy answered, putting the phone on speaker—after all, Jessica would want to hear their son's voice too.

"Dad, where did you go? Did you forget I have the kids' arts and crafts competition today?"

Both Timothy and Jessica were well aware of Henry's big day.

After their recent family event, Henry had insisted Sheila accompany him, not wanting the other kids to tease him about his mom being unable to speak.

"I'm on my way to pick up your mom. We'll all go together, the three of us."

Jessica shot Timothy a sideways glance, raising her hand, ready to refuse. But before she could, Henry's voice piped up from the phone, "Dad, I already asked Miss Sheila to come with me. Remember? We agreed she'd keep me company! She'll be here soon-we're just waiting on you."

Thinking back, Timothy felt a twinge of guilt.

He hadn't put a stop to it the first time, and now Henry's impatience with his mother was starting to show-something Timothy found harder and harder to ignore.

to be there, and she was probably about to arrive. Backing

replied. "I'll be home as

the competition first," he said. "Once it's over, I'll come back, and we can talk about the

up and leave-she didn't

her hand and stepped

doors slid shut, cutting off the view of his

down at the ring

her once before, but she'd returned it, not wanting to accept the gesture. This time, though,

special voice function or

penniless because of his pressure, she might have

tucked it into her

stop was Herbert's

was to take out the Voice

just to avoid any awkwardness. But now that you're getting divorced, l hope you don't mind. You've seen for yourself how much trouble is communicating with lawyers or anyone else. This makes things so much easier. It's got smart features-even typing a letter or two brings up whole common phrases. For you,

with a grateful

with Timothy had reached its breaking point. There was no