Goodbye, Mr. Regret

There were still twelve hours to go before Vince would return.

Thanks to his advance arrangements, he could at least help Vince save some time.

He'd come all the way to the Zimmerman family's house because Naylor had called him, saying that Larkin had thrown a fit there the night before.

He'd intended to talk things over with Larkin, but hadn't expected to walk straight into this mess.

Now, it seemed like every member of the Zimmerman family would be coming back.

Timothy really was trying to find a way to bring Jessica home, but this wasn't how he'd wanted it to happen.

She'd only just returned, and if something else happened to her grandfather, it would break her heart.

A sudden stroke was dangerous-especially for someone Larkin's age. There would surely be some lingering effects, but if the right doctors treated him quickly, he could recover and live a normal life.

The housekeeper was keeping watch by Larkin's hospital room when his phone suddenly rang. Stepping out to answer, he caught sight of Timothy standing near the operating room doors.

A maid reported that Daisy had come down with a high fever.

But someone had to stay with the old man, so the housekeeper told the maid to call the driver and bring Daisy to the hospital.

Timothy overheard the entire conversation.

When the housekeeper hung up, Timothy asked, "Daisy's sick?"

man's brow furrowed. Today was nothing

hands full on both sides. If Timothy kept interfering, it would be hard to explain

things? If you stay here all day, Mr. Zimmerman is bound to be upset when

wife was on the verge of collapse-what business

family's problems were his

were barbed, but he let

This was his reckoning.

He deserved it.

me himself. You don't need to worry about it,"

after, Daisy was brought to the hospital by the

saw her, he

her like that

the housekeeper

dull from fever,

out her arms, wanting

permission, Timothy gently took Daisy

was about the same age as her father, and as soon as he held her, Daisy burrowed closer

out not to be serious-just a

knew what to expect. The nights were always the hardest, with the fever likely to spike