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.

I must be on my

to depart. During his visit, he had received three

lips nearly blanched from anxiety. She repeatedly inquired about the

completely. However, given the state of her fingers, promising a full recovery was a daunting

been staunchly holding back her tears, finally

but instead heard Selena say,

Selena's side for another half

Selena ruminated over the doctor's words of uncertainty, her tears cascading

hospital room door swung open once more, and in strode Baxter Barnes, his white coat a stark contrast to the

brushed away her tears, her

glance at the chart in his hand, verified the bed number before settling down beside her. He reached out, taking her injured hand into his own for a closer examination. "What happened?" he inquired, his

whisper, her voice raspy from

you be able to accept the amputation of

eyelashes fluttered downwards at his words, her other hand clenching the bedsheets tightly. Her chest

tone even and calm. "That was merely the worst-case scenario. Allow me to treat this again. The soft tissue is relatively unscathed. If you're careful during the recovery, there shouldn't be any

examination and applied a temporary treatment. However, as time passed, the finger had swelled,

a small nod, leaning back against her pillow and slowly closing

the injury wasn't as severe as it could have been. If the skin and soft tissues had been completely damaged, amputation would have been the only option. Your phalanx is still intact, though the skin is tender and the finger misaligned," he explained,

on Selena's forehead, trickling down her face. Baxter Barnes noted her silence, a flicker of surprise crossing

treatment took a full twenty minutes,