Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Chapter 577

Chapter 577

Did she really have to show up every time they needed her, just because they needed her?

"Fine. Suit yourself. I'm hanging up now."

Vince stepped out of the bedroom, water glass in hand, intent on refilling it. He paused when he saw the kitchen light was still on.

The air was thick with the warm, buttery aroma of something baking—a blend of milk and eggs.

He walked quietly to the kitchen doorway and found Jessica standing at the counter, deftly spreading frosting over a cake.

She was making a cake?

Today was Henry's birthday.

She remembered.

Vince lingered in the shadows, keeping his distance.

About half an hour later, Jessica emerged from the kitchen, carrying the cake.

It was small-maybe six inches across-but carefully decorated, the creamy swirls on top forming a delicate pattern.

from behind

and take it to the hospital. Instead,

Vince trailed her upstairs.

door closed behind

bedroom. From the far corner, separated by the glass, he watched as she set the cake on the coffee table in

would have

desk, pulled out a scrapbook filled with paper-cut illustrations, and curled up on the

flipped open

saw her

read

pictures of her and Henry together

of her keeping vigil at his bedside when he was sick, never leaving his

napping together in the

planting

So many memories.

paper-cut image tugged her back to when that moment had

Henry was old enough to remember, he'd captured-painstakingly, vividly, with scissors and colored

made a picture of the two of them

to that visit to Oakwood, when she overheard Henry

once promised Jessica that when he could finish a book all by himself, he'd give her

He remembered.

end, he gave his first completed book

fell onto

Henry's paper-cut of himself handing the book