Mrs. Marsh's Revealed Identities

Chapter 1799 Rowan Sees The Red String Bracelet

Chapter 1799 Rowan Sees the Red String Bracelet

"You just said something very reasonable," Bertie listened attentively, looking at the girl with a kinder gaze. "I suppose your parents are very open-minded, and your boyfriend treats you well, right?"

"Yeah," the girl's face lit up with a happy smile.

Bertie looked at her with affection and fondness.

Though they were from different generations, they conversed happily. Monica was, after all, a warm- hearted girl.

Meanwhile, just below at the Charity Medical Center, Rowan's car had just come to a stop.

It was his first visit to the hospital since returning to Arkpool City. For him, it was a comforting feeling of coming home. He enjoyed the feeling of saving lives and helping others day and night.

He opened the door with his long legs and stepped out. The bright, golden sunlight shone upon him. Today, he looked sharp and carried a warm smile.

Rowan strode towards the hospital lobby.

"Good morning, Director."

"Good morning, Dr. Watson."

"Good morning, Dr. Watson."

The medical staff and workers who met him in the lobby all respectfully greeted him. Everyone was pleased to see him back.

And, in return, the polite Rowan slowed his pace, nodding in acknowledgment.

In fact, everyone had seen the news and knew of his identity as King Lu Layeka. However, in Arkpool City, within the hospital, everyone was unsure whether to address him differently.

But Dr. Watson's presence felt the same as before. NôvelDrama.Org (C) content.

The way he was addressed as director or doctor was something he was used to and quite fond of.

Rowan took the elevator upstairs, heading first to Eason's ward.

His father was not there at the moment, having just gone to the company. Eason was currently being accompanied by two nurses and a private tutor providing him with cultural knowledge lessons.

As Rowan entered, everyone greeted him, "Good morning, Dr. Watson."

Eason looked up, his dark grape-like eyes filled with surprise. "Uncle Watson, hello!" Then, he stood up happily. "You're finally back!"

His tone was filled with anticipation and fondness!

Rowan was a bit surprised. "You've grown so much?" He had indeed grown quite a bit during this time, visibly at quite a speed.

And he was becoming more and more handsome, with features resembling Tristan's.

"Eason," Rowan reached out to him. "Come, let uncle give you a checkup."

"Okay!" Eason wasn't afraid anymore, having shed the timidity and shyness he had when first admitted to the hospital.

Now, he was just like any normal child, speaking with a loud voice, smiling, and being polite when meeting people.

While conducting the examination and recording the relevant data, it was clear that Eason's condition had improved enough for him to be discharged. However, staying a little longer wouldn't hurt.

After leaving Eason's room, Rowan went straight to Belinda's ward. He gently pushed the door open, his tall figure clad in a white coat exuding an incredibly gentle aura.

At that moment, Algerone was by Belinda's bedside. He turned to see Rowan and quickly stood up. "Dr. Watson, you're back?" His face was full of joy, representing new hope.

"Yes," Rowan's expression was gentle. "I'm here to check on your health, Auntie." He bent down to place the instrument, then took a seat on the chair by the bedside. "Auntie, I'll take your pulse first."

"Okay, thank you for your hard work, Dr. Watson," Belinda's mood also improved a lot.

As his clearly defined fingers touched her wrist, what met his eyes was a familiar red string!

Rowan was frozen in place, his mind playing through the scene like a fast-forwarded movie, repeatedly flashing the image of two intertwining hand-woven strings...

"Dr. Watson...?" Belinda noticed something was off and gently called out to him. He seemed to be in a state of shock, as if in a daze. Was the situation very severe?

Rowan slowly raised his eyes to meet hers, and at the same time, he withdrew his hand, interrupting the pulse check.

But how could Belinda, at her age... be his own sister?