Olivia's POV
I went to the waiting room to wait. The place was surrounded by worried families and the constant beeping of medical equipment from nearby rooms. My mind kept replaying Maxwell's fevered words about this mysterious Olivia from his past. The pain in his voice when he spoke about her betrayal, the cold determination when he talked about revenge - it painted a picture of a man haunted by his childhood first love.
An hour passed before a doctor finally approached me. "Mr. Hopton? I'm Dr. Harold. Your boss is stable now, but he has a severe case of pneumonia. His fever spiked to 104 degrees - he's lucky you found him when you did."
Relief flooded through me. "So he's going to be okay?"
"With treatment, yes. But he'll need to stay here for several days while we get the infection under control. The antibiotics are working, and his fever is already starting to come down."
