Reclaiming Her Heart

Chapter 517 Raymond Really Cares for Her

Touched, Olivia found herself gazing at Raymond, a belief blooming within her that she still occupied a corner of his heart. "Raymond, you truly do care for me," she murmured.

Raymond, ensconced on the couch, offered no response to her heartfelt declaration.

As Dr. Barnes concluded his examination of her finger, Olivia proffered her other hand just as he was preparing to take his leave.

"Dr. Barnes, this hand feels somewhat peculiar as well," she said.

It was evident, even to the most obtuse observer, that Olivia was contriving reasons to prolong his stay. But to what end?

Dr. Barnes' gaze strayed involuntarily towards Raymond, who appeared lost in thought and failed to return the look. The previous night, Alex had insinuated that Raymond was entangled in a romantic liaison with another. Yet, Raymond's tolerance of Olivia's theatrics suggested a lingering affection for her. Perhaps Alex's tales were mere fabrications. Unperturbed by the additional task, Dr. Barnes meticulously examined her other hand before offering her a smile.

"Miss Stone, may I take my leave now?" he asked.

All things considered, his visit had extended by a good forty minutes. Olivia responded with a slight smile.

"Dinner is prepared, Dr. Barnes. Would you care to join us?"

Dr. Barnes declined her invitation with a shake of his head, casting a glance at his wristwatch.

be on

received three calls from the Harper family, all imploring him to make haste. Upon

her forehead, her lips nearly blanched from anxiety. She repeatedly inquired about

whether a negative response would cause her to unravel completely. However, given the state of her fingers, promising a

back her tears, finally succumbed to her

had intended to offer words of solace, but instead heard Selena say, "Shelley, I wish to

was left speechless, opting to remain by Selena's side for another half hour before

words of uncertainty, her tears cascading

room door swung open once more, and in strode Baxter Barnes, his white coat a

brushed away her tears, her heart pounding in her

bed number before settling down beside her. He reached out, taking her injured hand into his own for a closer examination. "What happened?" he

whisper, her voice raspy from

be able to

at his words, her other hand clenching the bedsheets tightly. Her chest rose and fell rapidly, her sobs trapped in her

merely the worst-case scenario. Allow me to treat this again. The soft tissue

preliminary examination and applied a temporary treatment. However, as time

small nod, leaning back against her

damaged, amputation would have been the

trickling down her face. Baxter Barnes noted her silence, a flicker of surprise crossing his

treatment took a full twenty minutes, after