Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Chapter 291

In that moment, Timothy became painfully aware of just how much he'd failed in his role as a father.

Jessica was cradled in his arms, but she remained completely unresponsive.

She wouldn't react anymore-not to him, not to anyone.

Though Timothy and his son had hurt her in different ways, the outcome was the same: her heart left battered and bleeding.

She was done letting their father-son drama dictate her emotions.

Timothy, despite feeling for Henry, couldn't ignore Jessica's pain. Henry's public declaration that he didn't understand sign language was as good as denying Jessica herself.

So Timothy's voice turned even colder as he addressed the room. "I've watched Henry's performance from start to finish today. As his father, I have to say he's not qualified for this award. I'm pulling him from the competition-effective immediately."

With that, Timothy straightened his posture, strode onto the stage, and fixed his icy gaze on Henry. "We're going home."

turned, and Henry obediently trailed after

since the children's contest had all been organized by adults anyway, the host knew better than to argue once the family

feet, smoothed things over and moved

passed Jessica, he

synthesizer, he'd thought she'd finally agreed to wear the necklace he'd given

out she hadn't used the ring at all. Instead, a thin chain was visible around her neck. Her blouse collar hid the pendant, but Timothy had seen the Voice Emitting Necklace Herbert had

Timothy scanned the crowd, he

eyes met, the tension

hall and headed straight

sat in the backseat, holding Henry

the driver's seat, silent and unmoving, not even

contest was nearly over-just the awards left. Jessica would be out

had to show her that Henry would be raised

at Timothy's inscrutable face in the rearview mirror, anxiety flickering in her eyes. She hesitated, then asked softly,

"Waiting for Jessy."