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."

"Let me speak to the

happened to visit the Zimmerman home today. He ran into me, learned what happened, and followed me to the hospital. He

grounds to object;

was getting older-someone needed to be at home with

I understand. I'll be back

and hurried to his parents. The butler just called. Grandpa collapsed outside and was rushed to the hospital. He's suffered a brain hemorrhage and is in

said, "New Year's is just around the corner. Why don't we all go back? Your grandfather's too old to

was back, and Mrs. Zimmerman's health was better-returning

to tell

and their plans

Jessica, worried

and the

arrangements to fly home.

reason for

and headed to the airport with

with Vince, the butler returned to the operating room doors. "President Lawson,

should go. It's

your presence, considering the Zimmermans' current