47: the visit

The moment Robert entered his car and turned the key in his ignition, he felt his heart beat faster. One, they hadn't spoken in a while, and two, he didn't know how she was going to react when she saw him. He hoped she was fine; that was what he cared about now. Even though there was a rift between the two of them, he couldn't help but think about her and show his concern for her by showing up at the hospital. He breathed out as he turned off the ignition and got out of the car.

With each stride he took towards the door, he longed to see her oval face and how she was doing.

At the reception, surprisingly, he spotted Ivan, his former personal assistant, who had told him he was out of Las Vegas. He was pacing around the room, like he was in a critical condition, and he halted on his tracks, eyes wide, when he saw him.

"What are you doing here?" Robert asked him, bewildered.

He scratched his hair and blinked as if the beads of sweat pearled at the top of his forehead and rolled into his