Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Chapter 447

"Aunt Sallie, please come to The Gilded Whisper Estates-save me!"

He needed backup.

At that moment, his thoughts drifted to his mother.

Earlier today, Miss Sheila had helped clear things up for him, so he didn't have to worry about classmates pestering him about his mom anymore.

And now that his mother could speak again-she'd even become the chief judge for the paper-cutting contest. The paper art of the Zimmerman Mansion she made was on display, and loads of kids had gone to see it and were talking about her story.

Even if his mom stood in front of everyone right now, no one would ever look down on her for being mute.

He was her son. Of course his mom wouldn't really abandon him; she loved him so much. If he apologized to her-really apologized-she'd definitely forgive him.

After all, the last time he'd threatened to jump out the window, his mom had rushed back for him.

And whenever his father tried to discipline him, his mom had always stood between them.

So he sent a message to Jessica too.

"Mom, please come back-save me..."

But as soon as he hit send, his phone flashed up an exclamation mark.

Henry's mind went blank.

What he didn't know was that after the last time-when he'd tricked Jessica into coming back by threatening to jump-she'd blocked his number.

He hadn't tried to contact her since. He had no idea that he'd ended up on his mom's blocked list.

His emotions were a tangled mess.

Did his mom really not want him anymore?

Aunt Sallie got Henry's message

hung up. If his mom wasn't coming, Aunt Sallie

quickly texted

me. Please come now, or it'll be really bad for

car and sped straight to The Gilded

The Silverthread Eatery. She and Daisy were looking at the

to arrive.

in her arms. The two of them were laughing and chatting

once been a mother, there was a gentle, radiant warmth in her

are gone, and you two get along so well, how would you feel about

Uncle Vince, I'd love for Miss Jessy to be my godmother," Daisy chimed

and comforting, and was endlessly patient. She just gave off that motherly

you

pressed a small hand to Jessica's cheek. "Miss Jessy, will you

sweet kid-an orphan, too. Jessica knew exactly how that kind of loneliness

wanted to say

her chances were better now, there was no guarantee of

end up hurting

the hope in Daisy's eyes

could worry about her illness

when she'd

never recover, she'd started to

doctor who'd spent sev

and now, so much sooner than she'd expected, she could speak

The treatment she was on was helping, at least

ought to

what made

about was what made you

first diagnosed with cancer, she hadn't wanted treatment. She'd felt hopeless about Timothy and his