Mrs. Marsh's Revealed Identities

Chapter 1815: The Siblings' First Meeting

Chapter 1815: The Siblings' First Meeting

As the car was nearing the hospital, Tristan's phone rang. He released her hand and put on his Bluetooth earphones. "Hello," he answered. After listening to the other person, he continued, "Alright, I can come around nine o'clock, I guess."

But the person on the other end asked if he could come a bit earlier. Tristan thought for a moment and changed his response, "How about eight-thirty then?"

Monica listened to their conversation and understood that he was busy today. She turned her gaze towards him and considerately said in a soft voice, "It's okay, you can go to the company first and drop me off at the hospital entrance."

Tristan was indeed in a difficult situation because there was an urgent matter at the company that required his personal attention. So, he changed his response again, "Okay, I'll come right away."

Going to the hospital was on the way to the company.

After ending the call, Tristan looked at the girl sitting in the passenger seat and said, "Monica, you go up and accompany Auntie. I'll come over as soon as I'm done with the company's matters."

"Okay," the girl smiled gently. "You can rest assured and go take care of your work. Mom's condition is stable now, and there won't be any unexpected situations."

They didn't discuss the issue of blood relationship today because Tristan had already talked about it last night.

He would give her enough time to digest it and wouldn't put any pressure on her.

Soon, Tristan's car stopped at the hospital entrance.

After Monica got out of the car, she bent down and waved at him. "Goodbye, drive safely."

"Goodbye," Tristan's gaze was deep and gentle. In his eyes, this girl was the most perfect girl in the world.

No matter what happened, he would be by her side, and regardless of her identity, he would marry her.

He watched her take steps inside until her figure disappeared, then he started the car and left.

Monica had just entered the hospital lobby and hadn't taken a few steps when she saw Rowan standing three meters away.

He wasn't wearing his work uniform today. Instead, he wore a light blue handmade suit and stood there with a gentle expression, his gaze fixed on her as if he was waiting for her.

The girl couldn't help but slow down her pace, her gaze fixed on him without blinking.

Her mood subtly changed.

Rowan took steps towards her, stood in front of her, and asked from a close distance, "Good morning, have you had breakfast?" This content belongs to Nô/velDra/ma.Org .

"Yes, I have," the girl answered softly and averted her gaze.

"Can I invite you for a cup of coffee?" fearing that she might refuse, Rowan added, "Ten minutes." It meant he wouldn't take up too much of her time.

Monica thought for a moment, and once again looked up to meet his gaze. She didn't refuse because she knew she would eventually have to face this man in front of her.

Five minutes later, at a café next to the hospital.

Since it was a workday, it was unusually quiet, with few customers. They sat at a table by the window, the two of them.

As they sat across from each other, Monica suddenly felt immense pressure in her heart. She sighed lightly, picked up the latte that the waiter had just brought, and suddenly became a bit restrained and at a loss for words. She didn't know what to say for a moment.

Rowan, being a doctor who had also studied psychology, could very well understand the complexity of her emotions at this moment. He genuinely didn't want to pressure her; he felt deeply for her.

So, he didn't ask directly. Instead, he told her about the incident when she got lost as a child in the most soothing tone... he felt she had the right to know.

This way, there wouldn't be any misunderstandings or assumptions that she was abandoned.