Lost Me, Gained Regret (Jane and Bryant Ferguson) novel Chapter 295

Hanging out with them felt like a breath of fresh air.

After a good chat, I pulled a measuring tape from my bag to take Adah's measurements.

Gregory directed, “Ms. Webster, could you also measure Ramona while you're at it?”

I agreed without a second thought, “Sure.”

Having more people meant getting to work on more designs. I was over the moon about that.

Ramona waved her hand. “I don't need it.”

“Ramona!” Gregory interrupted, convincing her, “If you refuse, wouldn’t it seem like I’m playing favorites?”

“Okay, you got it.” Ramona conceded with a laugh.

As I finished measuring, the butler came to announce dinner was ready. However, Gregory had to leave due to an urgent phone call. Before leaving, he handed me a room key.

I felt it was also time for me to leave. “I should probably head out with you.”

“Jane,” Adah said warmly, insisting, “Don’t worry about him. Stay and have dinner. After we eat, I'll arrange for a driver to take you to the hotel.”

“You see, my grandma is very approachable, but she rarely invites people over for dinner.”

Gregory grinned sheepishly. “Can I ask for this favor?”

I had no choice but to agree.

The table was laden with a lavish spread, half made up of easily digestible food suitable for the elderly ladies and the other half consisting of beef, lamb, and seafood.

Adah took the lead. “Jane, make yourself at home. Help yourself.”

I instinctively followed up, “Dorothy?”

“No, the rightful heiress of the Myers family.” Adah handed Ramona a tissue, cutting to the chase. “Lily's been gone for ages now, and you're the only one in the Myers family who still keeps her close to your heart.”

“I do!” Ramona dabbed at her eyes. “She’s my granddaughter, delivered by my own hands. Born prematurely by two months, so tiny, I feared she wouldn’t make it.”

That was when I learned Ramona was an obstetrician.

Adah seemed moved, too, her eyes reddening, “It’s a shame, such a fate for a girl born into a family like the Myers, yet she hardly enjoyed any of it.”

“True.” Ramona sighed deeply, a mix of affection and helplessness, “The ones who should be enjoying life aren’t, and those who shouldn’t be are.”

As an outsider, it felt somewhat awkward to interrupt. But somehow, seeing Ramona like that, I felt a pang of empathy and offered, “Ramona, they say fortune and disaster are two sides of the same coin. Maybe Ms. Myers is also living a good life now.”

“Ah, let’s hope your words come true.” Ramona clasped her hands. “All these years, I've been doing charity work, hoping it would somehow make up for everything and bring Lily some protection from above.”