My Ex-Husband Wants Me Back by Cheryl Moore

Chapter 166

Vincent chatted with Delilah incessantly. The doctor asked Olivia to step outside, as he didn’t want to disturb the heartfelt conversation.

Olivia appeared overwhelmed and looked nervous.

The doctor looked kind. He smiled warmly and said gently, “You must be Vince’s girlfriend. Don’t be nervous. The patient is doing fine, and it’s good news that she hasn’t gotten worse. Vince’s mom and I are old friends. It’s heartbreaking to see her condition, but we never gave up hope. We are seeking a reputable doctor for her from various channels.”

He added, “For now, there’s good news. We’ve contacted the top medical team in the psychiatric department. They’re coming to Dellmoor in two weeks, and after an on-site consultation, there may be a turning point in her situation.”

This was indeed good news.

Upon hearing the news, Olivia was overwhelmed, and her eyes twin kled.

She asked softly, “Do we have to wait another two weeks?”

The doctor could sense her impatience and eagerness, so he reassured her, “Given her health condition, a long journey is not preferred. But don’t worry. Based on her condition now, a two-week wait won’t affect the outcome.”

Shortly after, Vincent emerged from the ward.

Unable to contain her excitement, Olivia eagerly approached him and shared the good

news.

Vincent suddenly halted in his tracks, confirming, “Really?”

Olivia blinked her round ey es and nodded fervently.

Suddenly, Vincent lifted Olivia off the ground, spinning her around.

The doctor watched this heartwarming scene with a knowing smile.

As the doctor approached, Vincent quickly let Olivia down.

He smiled embarrassingly and hurriedly showed his gratitude, saying, “Mr. Jones, thank you so much.”

The “Mr. Jones” that Vincent mentioned was none other than Steven Jones, Delilah’s attending doctor and good friend.

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a smile and patted Vincent on the

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volunteered to visit Dellmoor, attending to both business and

primary reason for his visit

the Imperial Hotel, a hotel owned by Larson Corporation, Gerald sought out

bustling with a constant stream of

first floor’s reception and the CEO’s office

the receptionists were on the verge of being

flow of flower

are these flowers for?”

was working hours, another person

of the devil, Kimberly walked in through the revolving doors just as the lobby turned into a makeshift flower shop. The reception area was

On the side, Frederick noticed the change

Kimberly disliked irrelevant activities during working hours, Frederick raised his voice, “It’s working hours. What’s the commotion about? Disperse

to work.”

gentle demeanor. However, he unexpectedly adopted a more assertive

the front desk, asking, “Whose are these? Take

at a loss, holding two bouquets and unsure how to handle the

cried

Larson. What should we

Frederick, who was usually calm and composed,

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examined Kimberly, who stood beside him, relieved he

his gaze and looked at the distressed receptionist,

turned to Kimberly and

finish his words, Kimberly, in her usual composed manner, calmly uttered, “Handle it as

Kimberly left the scene

without forgetting to say something to the receptionist. “Handle them

receptionists were fascinated

them couldn’t

and placed them on the inner side of

and Frederick were stopped by the administrative assistant of the CEO’s office. “Ms.

spoke in a businesslike

brows, wondering

Fools’

distinctly remembered the loneliness of not receiving a single flower on

a bouquet and read the accompanying card when