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.

watched her from behind a wall,

the cake and take it to the hospital.

Vince trailed her upstairs.

door closed

slip outside, making his way to the balcony outside Jessica's bedroom. From the far corner, separated by the glass, he watched as she set the cake on the coffee table in front of the

Henry would have

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

flipped open the

Vince saw her dabbing

Jessica read

of her and Henry together

bedside when he was sick, never leaving

of them napping together in the

Henry planting a kiss on

So many memories.

paper-cut image tugged her back to when that

remember, he'd captured-painstakingly, vividly,

the two of them working

to that visit to Oakwood, when she overheard Henry telling Sheila he wanted to give her

when he could finish a book all

He remembered.

gave his first completed book to

fell onto

there was Henry's paper-cut of himself handing