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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smile and patted Vincent

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attending to both business and personal

for his visit was his significant life

Hotel, a hotel owned by Larson

expected, the lobby of Larson Corporation was bustling with a constant

reception and the

this spectacle, the receptionists were on the

flow of flower deliveries

flowers

hours, another person

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

witnessing the unusual situation, Kimberly furrowed her brows. On the side, Frederick noticed the change in

hours, Frederick raised his voice,

to work.”

a more assertive tone this

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

receptionist was at a loss, holding two bouquets and unsure how to

she almost cried when

Larson. What should we

and composed, was stunned. He

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examined Kimberly, who stood beside

at the distressed receptionist, feeling

and inquired cautiously, “Ms.

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

left the scene

left without forgetting to say something to

receptionists were fascinated by

one of them couldn’t help but

a few bouquets and placed them on the inner side of the front desk, treating the flowers like

were stopped by the administrative assistant of the CEO’s office. “Ms. Larson,

the administrative assistant spoke in a businesslike tone and pointed to the mountain

brows, wondering about

Fools’

loneliness of not receiving a single flower on Valentine’s

a