Lost Me, Gained Regret (Jane and Bryant Ferguson) novel Chapter 422

When I got back to the nursing home, Ramona had already turned in for the night. I tucked in the corners of her blanket a little tighter and gave a few instructions to the caregiver before I headed out. I made a beeline for the hotel to check in.

The next morning, after getting ready, I was about to leave for the nursing home to visit Ramona when I got a call from Dr. Andrews' assistant. I stepped out of my room, phone to ear.

On the other end, the assistant sounded a bit frustrated, "Ms. Webster, did you not inform your family that Dr. Andrews would be taking over Ramona's treatment today?"

"What?" I paused, puzzled. "Is there a problem?"

The assistant sighed, "We had barely arrived when your relatives showed up, insisting they didn't want Dr. Andrews to handle Ramona's treatment."

"My relatives?" I was momentarily confused, then it clicked. "You mean the Myers?"

"Yes, looks like Ramona's daughter-in-law and granddaughter."

My gaze hardened. "I'll be right there. Please apologize to Dr. Andrews for me; I've caused him unnecessary trouble."

No sooner had the doctor arrived than Dorothy Myers and her daughter became restless. They were scared of Ramona's passing, fearing a certain mysterious will might come to light. And even more terrified that if Ramona regained consciousness, the Myers estate might fall into my hands, leaving no room for them.

I rushed to the nursing home, finding Dr. Andrews effectively barred from entering the room. Containing my anger, I first apologized to Dr. Andrews, "Professor, I'm sorry. I'll sort this out right away."