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?"

planned to get some information out of Henry. But with how things were

you in a while. I missed you, so I wanted to check

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

want to tell Sheila any

and Sheila, and if she found out, she

mother-since she couldn't speak, he struggled with the embarrassment if others

never about needing Sheila

fine. If there's nothing else, I'll

"Alright. Take care."

Henry hung up.

was

couldn't

long, and he'd already forgotten her-after all she'd

Sheila tossed her phone

anyway. What she really

didn't want to be close to her, he

arrived at the

night had completely

lights were on inside Zimmerman Manor, and he

and

who it was,

you really

us in a difficult

here to drop something off. Could you please give this

The butler remembering how

had arranged specialists