Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Chapter 554

"How did he suddenly pass out? He was perfectly fine when I left the house."

"He just fainted out of nowhere while we were eating. I'm not sure what happened, really."

Mabel's voice trembled with worry.

"I'll be right there," Timothy replied at once.

He pocketed his phone and turned to Jessica. "Henry's fainted. I have to go home now. The sketchbook..."

Timothy glanced at the paper-cut illustrations in his hand, then looked at Jessica. "Henry made these himself. I hope you'll take a good look at them.”

He pressed the illustrations into Jessica's hands before hurrying out to his car.

Jessica stood there, the sketchbook clutched to her chest, her emotions tangled. She didn't want to look at it.

But the call about Henry fainting... Of course she was worried.

In the past, she would have dropped everything and rushed after them, anxiety knotting her stomach.

Now, even though she stayed behind, her heart was already with them.

She didn't really believe anything serious would happen to Henry, but fainting out of the blue was never a trivial matter.

Timothy was trying to be considerate. He knew she wasn't ready to face him or their son together, so he hadn't asked her to come to the hospital.

All Henry's troubles used to fall squarely on Jessica's shoulders. Timothy had never really needed to worry.

Timothy had felt free to

couldn't keep leaving everything to Jessica. It was time he stepped up as a father. She

the door for a moment, dazed, before

Mrs. Zimmerman were waiting for her in

still

wouldn't take it?" Vince asked

Jessica nodded.

"He's gone already?"

She nodded again. "Yeah."

a little put out. That

sank onto the couch and opened the

was a delicate paper-cut

artistic lettering were

been a bright kid, with a knack for art-his handwriting was

showed Jessica and Henry

startlingly lifelike, copied from a photo of mother

been just a baby, swaddled in her

seen that photo once, years ago, and somehow remembered

quietly taking in the

stupid; he could see that Timothy still

Henry, Jessica was his mother. She might be disappointed in her son, might try

but no mother could

sister disappeared, she'd never stopped

Jessica turned the pages.

a moment