Olivia stood sternly as she lectured Wayne with an air of seriousness. Yet, deep down, she was plotting to get closer to him.

She had not gotten into contact with any core information during these ten days. She knew she had to take the initiative or time would be wasted.

"If you're worried about me, you can have someone watch over me," Olivia suggested.

Wayne responded with indifference, "There's nothing to worry about. If you wanted to kill me, aiming for my vitals would do. Let's settle on that," he said.

He caught the smile on Olivia's lips. "So, you're eager to prepare medicine for me?" he asked.

"Of course. You're my patient. Healing you will mean you'll let me go sooner."

Wayne felt like a bucket of cold water had been poured over him. He had thought Olivia seemed more enthusiastic. However, he realized she was actually anxious to leave.

"Is it because you miss your man?" Wayne probed after sensing her urgency.

Images of Ethan and their separation flashed through Olivia