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 on

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a hotel owned by Larson Corporation, Gerald sought out a high-end

was bustling with a constant stream of

first floor’s reception and the

receptionists were on the verge of being overwhelmed

flow of flower deliveries continued

flowers for?” someone

was working hours, another person replied

in through the revolving doors just as the lobby turned into

Kimberly furrowed her brows. On the side, Frederick noticed the change

voice, “It’s working hours. What’s the commotion about? Disperse now and get

to work.”

Frederick had a gentle demeanor. However, he unexpectedly adopted a more assertive tone

pile on the front desk, asking, “Whose are these?

at a loss, holding two bouquets and

almost cried when she asked, “These flowers

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was usually calm and composed, was stunned. He rubbed

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who stood beside him, relieved

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and inquired

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say something

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on the inner side of the front desk,

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