Goodbye, Mr. Regret

The nurse glanced at him and said, "You may."

After all, Timothy was immediate family; he could take responsibility. If an outsider signed and something went wrong, the hospital couldn't bear that liability.

She handed the consent form to Timothy. As he took the pen and prepared to sign, the butler raised his hand as if to object, but let it drop. If he stopped Timothy from signing in front of the nurse, there truly would be no one else to do it.

Even if he called Vince, Vince wouldn't be able to get here in time.

Timothy signed his name, and the nurse went back inside.

The butler stepped aside.

Timothy remained standing at the door to the operating room.

Regardless of his relationship with Jessica, Larkin was ill, and as soon as Timothy heard, he knew he had to come. Besides, Jessica was still Larkin's

granddaughter; he couldn't just walk away.

The butler called Vince.

"Mr. Zimmerman, sir had a bad fall today and lost consciousness. He was brought to the hospital, and the doctors diagnosed a brain hemorrhage. They need to do a minimally invasive procedure, but there's no one here to sign the surgical consent."

did this happen?" Vince's voice was tight. "Let me speak to the doctor-I'II give my consent over

into me, learned what happened, and followed me to the hospital. He just signed

he had no grounds to object; after all, none of the family

go on. Grandpa was getting older-someone needed to be at

I'll be back as

called. Grandpa collapsed outside and was rushed to the hospital. He's

Year's is just around the corner. Why

and Mrs. Zimmerman's health was

to tell Jessica

and their

Jessica, worried for

agreed, and

arrangements to fly home.

reason for Yates to stay either.

ticket and headed to the airport

returned to the operating room doors. "President Lawson,

should go. It's

me to explain your presence, considering the Zimmermans' current attitude toward