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

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attending to both business and

for his visit was his significant life

Hotel, a hotel owned by Larson Corporation, Gerald

the lobby of Larson Corporation was bustling with

reception and the CEO’s office

were on the

of flower deliveries continued

flowers

working hours, another person replied

walked in through the revolving doors just as the lobby turned into a makeshift

her brows. On the side,

voice, “It’s working

to work.”

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

front desk, asking,

holding two bouquets

cried when she asked, “These flowers

What should we

who was usually calm and composed, was stunned. He

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examined Kimberly, who stood beside him, relieved he hadn’t said

at the distressed receptionist, feeling a twinge of

turned to Kimberly and inquired cautiously, “Ms. Larson,

words, Kimberly, in her usual composed manner,

that, Kimberly left the

up and left without forgetting to say something to

were fascinated by

one of them couldn’t help

the inner side of the front desk, treating the flowers like

Kimberly and Frederick were stopped by the administrative assistant

administrative assistant spoke in a businesslike tone and pointed to the

brows, wondering

April Fools’

remembered the loneliness of not receiving a single

to pick up a bouquet and read the accompanying card when her