Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Jessica had disappeared, and Henry was still in the hospital with no one to look after him.

Timothy just couldn't shake his worry.

He rushed to the airport. Sheila was already waiting for him in the VIP lounge, almost ready to board. They left the lounge together.

Jessica had just landed.

As she followed the crowd out of the arrival gate, her eyes immediately found Timothy and Sheila.

The terminal was packed. Timothy was steering a suitcase with one hand and keeping his other arm protectively around Sheila, shielding her as if afraid someone might bump into her.

Jessica could hardly believe it—a nephew behaving this way with his aunt?

To any onlooker, they looked like an affectionate couple.

She was swept forward with the flow of people, watching as Timothy and Sheila disappeared through another gate.noveldrama

Jessica tore her gaze away and headed straight for the exit.

Her life felt increasingly pathetic.

She no longer dared to hope for anything from her marriage.

The moment Timothy and Sheila landed, they went straight to the hospital.

When they reached the door to Henry's room, Timothy's phone rang. It was Secretary Allen.

He lifted his eyes to Sheila. "You go in first-I need to take this."

"Okay."

Sheila pushed open the door.

The moment Henry saw her, he burst into tears and reached out his arms.

Sheila dropped her suitcase and hurried to his bedside, wrapping him in a gentle hug and rubbing his back.

"It's okay, Henry. Don't cry."

Mabel stood nearby, her expression growing darker with worry for Jessica.

How could Madam leave the young master at a time like this?

Wasn't this giving Sheila the perfect opening?

Meanwhile, outside the room, Timothy's face was stormy as he answered the call.

"What did you say-Madam booked a flight to Capital City?"

"Yes, sir. We traced her itinerary-she went to Azurehaven, then returned to Riverside City and boarded a flight there. By now, she's probably been in Capital City for nearly two hours."

Timothy did the math. Jessica would have arrived in Capital City just as he and Sheila were on their way back.

Why would she go there?

He'd told her he'd be back in a couple of days-how could she be so

unreasonable, leaving Henry alone in the hospital?

She was becoming more and more out of line.

His voice dropped to a cold monotone. "Keep looking. I want to know where she's staying."

He ended the call and walked into the hospital room.

Mabel's face tightened even more when she saw Timothy return.

Why was Sir always with Sheila?

Henry was still curled up in Sheila's arms, grumbling about Jessica.

"My mom is just too much. I had surgery and she didn't even stay with me at the hospital. Miss Sheila is so much better-she came all the way here just to be with me."

Mabel quickly interjected, "Master Henry, your mother did stay with you. She was here all night and only went home after your aunt arrived this morning. When she left, she looked exhausted-her face was so pale."

Mabel made a point of saying this loud enough for Timothy to hear.

His jaw tightened. "Mabel, come outside with me."

Without waiting for an answer, Timothy turned and strode out.

Mabel hurried after him.

He fixed her with a probing look, his tone measured. "Did you notice anything strange when Madam came home this morning?"

Mabel shook her head. "Apart from looking pale, nothing seemed off. She said she wanted to get some pastries from Velvet Fork, and after she left, she never came back. If there was anything odd..."