Goodbye, Mr. Regret novel Chapter 140

"Henry, you're amazing! You memorized it so quickly."

Sheila's voice was full of praise.

"That's because you're such a great teacher, Miss Sheila," Henry replied, his voice bright and cheerful.

Jessica's eyes immediately dimmed at the exchange.

Timothy, on the other hand, smiled with satisfaction and told Jessica to bring the suitcase inside.

He strode off toward the living room.

Jessica wheeled the suitcase into the bedroom, grabbed her pajamas, and headed for a shower.

She turned on the faucet; the steady rush of water was loud enough to drown out the laughter coming from the other room.

When Timothy returned, Henry ran over with an affectionate "Dad!"

Timothy sat down, and Henry quickly pulled out his notebook.

"Dad, I finished copying ‘A Mother's Love' a hundred times. Can you check it?"

Today, Timothy had called and told him—rather sternly—to copy "A Mother's Love" a hundred times. Henry had felt hurt by his father's tone and had called Sheila to vent. Sheila, gentle as always, comforted him and even made the trip from the city just to sit with him while he worked.

Timothy's expression softened. He ruffled Henry's hair. "You did great. Was it tiring? Is there a reward you'd like? Name it, and it's yours."

Henry shook his head. "I'm not tired. Miss Sheila sat with me and copied it a hundred times too. If you want to give a reward, give it to Miss Sheila."

He slipped out of Timothy's arms and snuggled up to Sheila's side.

Sheila tapped her forehead against Henry's, smiling fondly. "I'm just happy to spend time with you, Henry—I don't need anything. But you, young man, your handwriting is so neat, and you memorized the whole poem. You deserve a reward. Go on, tell your dad what you want."

Henry thought for a moment, then looked at Timothy. "Tomorrow's Saturday. I want you to take me to the amusement park. Can we go?"