Come back to Me, My Ex-Wife novel Chapter 41

As Zola expected, Margery arrived at Bok Hospital at almost 10:30.

She pushed open the glass door and walked into the small but cozy service hall. Zola rushed over from the corner with a smile on her face, "Margery, why did you just come here? Are Ethan's legs any better? You know what? Vivian is here. She is worthy of being the first lady of H City, and she is very elegant and beautiful. Even I almost fall in love with her!"

"Margery, she was anxious looking for you, so I took her to your office."

Margery listened to Zola's gabbling, and kept smiling. When she heard that, she was shocked, "What? You brought her to my office? Why did you bring her into my office? I'm not here yet."

She steadied herself and immediately thought about what she had left in the office. She was relieved that she didn't leave any important information and credentials in the office.

"I'm sorry, Zola, I'm in a bad mood because I'm stressed recently, and I lost my temper."

"It's okay. I know you've been worrying about Ethan these days and you are under great pressure."

Zola didn't take that to her heart and asked curiously, "Margery, you agreed with me to bring patients to the office to wait for you before. Why can't I bring Vivian to your office?"

"I know her, and we've had an old grudge." Margery calmed herself down and suddenly remembered that Zola was outspoken. She stared at her, anxiously asking, "Zola, after Vivian arrived, did you say anything to her?"

Zola, aware that she may have gotten Margery into trouble, lowered her head and said, "I'm sorry, Margery. I told her about your having a plastic surgery."

Margery was speechless.

She really wanted to stick this girl's mouth with adhesive tape.

"Margery, I made a mistake. Don't be angry! I won't be so talkative next time."

Zola shrank. Seeing that Margery was angry, and seemed to scold her, Zola ran away immediately.

Staring at her receding back, Margery gritted her teeth and wanted to match Zola with Melvin.

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After standing in the office for a few minutes and taking deep breaths, Margery calmed herself down, then slowly opened the door and walked in.

Vivian was in there, and she had learned from Zola and knew that she had a plastic surgery and had given birth to children.

With so much information combining together, she wondered what Vivian would think.

Forget it. Just roll with the punches.

Knowing that she did not die, the one who should be afraid of was her cousin.

Thinking in this way, Margery smiled and walked in. She saw Vivian sitting on the small sofa not far from her desk, looking down to read the fashion magazines in her hands. When she heard the sound of the door opening, she raised her head gracefully and smiled, "Dr. Byrne, here you are."

Margery knew that Vivian had some doubts about her identity, but she was not going to reveal her true identity right now because Vivian hadn't had enough evidence. At least, it was not the right time to reveal Dr. Byrne's identity.

Since her cousin liked acting, Margery didn't mind acting with her.

After all, she had been dead once. What was she afraid of?

Margery walked over to Vivian and calmly looked at her fluttered eyes. Margery knew that Vivian was not as calm and elegant as she seemed to be and she couldn't help but smile, "Ms. Martin, you came to see me today for Mr. Barrett's illness or for your own skin care treatment?"

Vivian grabbed tightly the fashion magazine and looked back at Margery. "Skin care is not important for the moment," she said with a smile. "I just want to know about Golden's condition, so I come here to ask you about it."

While speaking, she looked at Margery's eyes carefully. They were charming but had a trace of disgust in them.