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?

Henry's message and

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

texted her

answer your call-Dad's going to hit me. Please come now, or it'll be really

hesitate. She jumped in her car and sped straight

just arrived at The Silverthread Eatery. She and Daisy were looking at the paper-cut illustrations,

to arrive.

in her arms. The two

a mother, there was a gentle, radiant warmth

and you two get along so well, how

Jessy to be my godmother," Daisy chimed

comforting, and was endlessly patient. She just

you think,

her eyes full of hope, and pressed a small hand to Jessica's cheek. "Miss Jessy, will you be my godmother?

sweet kid-an orphan, too. Jessica knew exactly how

to

was still uncertain. Even though her chances were better now, there was no

she'd only end up hurting

eyes made it

could worry about

like when she'd

those years thinking she'd never recover, she'd started

doctor who'd spent sev

sooner than she'd expected, she

advancing every day. The treatment she was on was helping, at

to

was what

someone to care about was what made

first diagnosed with cancer, she hadn't wanted treatment. She'd felt hopeless about Timothy and his son, felt like she had nothing