Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Chapter 552

After a while, Henry picked up the phone.

"Henry, have you had dinner yet?"

Sheila's voice was as gentle and caring as ever.

Maybe it was because Henry wasn't in a great mood-he didn't sound nearly as cheerful as he usually did when she called.

His aunt had told him he should really call Sheila "Great Aunt" according to the family tree.

His mother had been furious about his behavior and was now completely ignoring him.

He should probably do as his aunt suggested.

"Good evening, Great Aunt," he said.

Sheila almost dropped her phone.

"Henry, what did you just call me?"

"Great Aunt. You're Dad's aunt, after all. I should address you properly."

Sheila had so many things she wanted to say to Henry, but his sudden formality left her speechless.

Wasn't he always closest to her? What had changed?

"Henry, it's true I'm your dad's aunt, but we were born the exact same day, month, and year. Technically, yes, I am your great aunt, but you've always just called me Miss Sheila, haven't you?"

"That was my mistake. I should have used your proper title. Is there something you needed, Great Aunt?"

Zimmerman family was back in the country and had planned to get some information out of Henry. But with how things were right now, she figured it was best

while. I missed

all lately, actually. He'd cried more than a

he didn't want to tell

to dislike the closeness between him and Sheila, and if

Sheila because he worried about his mother-since she couldn't speak, he struggled with the embarrassment if others

never about needing

fine. If there's nothing else, I'll say goodbye. It's almost time for

"Alright. Take care."

Henry hung up.

was stuck in her

really couldn't be counted

even been that long, and he'd already forgotten her-after all she'd done

tossed

Henry, anyway. What she

didn't want to be close to

arrived at

then, night had

on inside Zimmerman Manor, and he rang the

and upon

who it was, said,

really shouldn't come.

us in a

held up a portfolio. "I'm only here to drop something off. Could you please give this to

The butler remembering how

had arranged specialists