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 right now, she figured it was best not

really. I just haven't seen you in a while. I missed you, so I wanted

all lately, actually. He'd cried more

to tell

him and Sheila, and if she found out, she

to Sheila because he worried about his mother-since she couldn't speak,

never about needing

I'll say goodbye. It's almost time

"Alright. Take care."

Henry hung up.

like something was stuck in her

really couldn't be

he'd already forgotten

Sheila tossed her

truly wanted Henry, anyway. What

Henry didn't want to be close to her,

at the Zimmerman

then, night had

lights were on inside Zimmerman Manor,

and upon

it was, said,

you really shouldn't come.

in a

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

The butler remembering how

had arranged