Lost Me Gained Regret

Chapter 418

Dr. Andrews set a strict deadline.

Chapter 418

Gratefully, I began, “Dr. Andrews, thank you so much for looking after my grandma during this period. We really appreciate it!”

“No need to thank me.”

Dr. Andrews pointed to Bryant, saying, “Thank him. This guy has been pestering me for nearly two months. I hadn’t planned on coming back to the States anytime soon, but my wife finally gave in to his persistence and convinced me to come take a look.”

Hearing this, I looked at Bryant in surprise.

Two months.

That meant even before I had returned to RiverCity, when he might have thought I was as good as dead, he never gave up on my grandma’s condition.

I said, “Bryant, for this… I really owe you one.”

“Want to really thank me? How about treating me to dinner?”

“Huh?”

I was taken aback, not expecting such a request from him.

Then, turning to Dr. Andrews, I smiled warmly, “Sure, a dinner for you and Dr. Andrews it is, to try some of Vista Town’s local dishes.”

Gregory had taken me to a private restaurant two years ago, and the food was

excellent.

But then, Dr. Andrews waved it off, “No, no, I’ve got old friends to catch up with now that I’m back in town! I have plans tonight.”

He tapped his assistant, chuckling, “He’s coming with me. Ms. Webster, you treat Mr. Ferguson alone. After all, he’s the real hero here. I’m just doing my job.”

After laying out the plans for taking over Ramona’s treatment tomorrow, Dr. Andrews left with his assistant.

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Bryant eyed me, “Getting cold feet about that dinner?”

“Not at all.”

so I said candidly, “It’s just dinner, I’m not that petty.”

can I

“Sure.”

I agreed readily.

all, it was a thank–you dinner, so naturally,

I’m going out to treat someone to dinner for

“Alright, alright.”

cheerfully, then whispered a reminder,

“Okay, I remember.”

twisted sense of humor.

past twenty years would

…

chose a riverside

atmosphere were top–notch.

when the waiter, all smiles, asked, “Will it be à la carte or a set menu for you? It’s Valentine’s Day today, and we

refused, “A

a look.”

cut me off, completely

“Bryant, I…”

just dinner; it doesn’t matter if it’s a set menu or not, Jane,

a

the waiter, “We’ll take

right up. This set

felt

I locked eyes

her chair was planting a kiss on her cheek, oblivious to anything else, as she looked confusedly at

and say hello

attention. “Jane, anything else you’d

in?”

“Nothing more.”

sat back down.

her gaze, inwardly cringing for her foolish brother.

gates, and he

eyebrow, pretended to take a selfie, but included

and