Chapter 130: The Healer’s Help
Chapter 130: The Healer’s Help
Olivia's POV
I stepped out of the bathroom and found the healer waiting at the door. Our eyes locked, and I swallowed hard. I couldn't tell whether he truly believed I'd lost my memory—or if he knew I was lying and had simply chosen to go along with it.
"How are you feeling today?" he asked.
I swallowed again, slipping into my act even though something deep down told me there was no need. "I'm… fine," I whispered, taking a seat on the edge of the bed.
He nodded and glanced at Nora and Lolita. "Could your handmaids give us a moment?" he asked.
I blinked, confused. Why did he want them to leave?
"Is there a problem?"
The healer shook his head. "No… I just want a private session with you. That's the same thing I told the Alphas."
I still didn't think there was any reason for Nora and Lolita to leave, but I had to respect his request. I gave them a small nod, and they returned it before quietly stepping out.
The door clicked shut behind them, and an eerie silence settled between the healer and me. He didn't speak. Just stood there, watching me with eyes far wiser than I'd originally assumed. I sat motionless, my heart thudding too fast.
He finally stepped forward, setting his satchel on the bedside table, but not opening it. Instead, he turned to face me directly, his expression unreadable.