Mrs. Marsh's Revealed Identities

Chapter 1819: A Pleasant Surprise

Chapter 1819: A Pleasant Surprise

Two days passed quickly, and morning arrived in the blink of an eye. Tristan and Monica woke up early, had breakfast, and walked into Belinda's hospital room with flowers in hand. The nurse had already dressed her in a beautiful dress and styled her hair. Everyone was in a good mood because they were finally going to be discharged. It was a great sense of accomplishment for the medical staff as well.

Belinda, who had been wearing a patient gown all this time, changed her clothes and her mood changed as well. "Belinda, you look really good today!" Monica handed her the flowers and gave her a big hug. "Your complexion is much better than yesterday."

Belinda was genuinely happy. "I can finally be discharged. From now on, I will exercise regularly, take better care of my body, and have regular check-ups."

Tristan had deliberately postponed his work for today. With his tall and imposing figure, he exuded a special gentleness, and his mood was also good. The discharge procedures had been completed, and Belinda was ready to leave, but Algerone's figure was nowhere to be seen.

What happened to him? Belinda couldn't help but glance towards the door, and Monica immediately understood her thoughts. "By the way, Algerone couldn't make it today," Monica told her.

"Oh, I see." Belinda felt a little disappointed for some reason, but quickly adjusted herself. "Shall we go then?"

"Welcome to your discharge, Belinda!" Monica happily linked arms with her.

Just as they were about to step outside the ward, Rowan, dressed in a white uniform, appeared at the door. He looked at Belinda with a gentle expression and a hint of a smile on his lips.

"Congratulations on your discharge." He was just passing by. "Remember to rest when you get home."

"Thank you, Dr. Watson," Belinda responded to him. Ever since she found out that he was Monica's brother, she had started to like him more and more.

When Rowan looked at Monica, his gaze was also filled with infinite tenderness. Monica, linking arms with Belinda, had a faint smile on her face. After a while, someone called Rowan and he had to leave.

They took steps towards the exit, officially leaving the hospital. Tristan was driving the car, Monica sat in the back seat with her mother, and the two of them were chatting. When Belinda snapped out of her thoughts and looked out the window, she suddenly noticed something strange. "Where are we going?" It wasn't towards the small villa, nor was it towards Tristan's place...

Tristan's voice was gentle as he replied, "We're going to Algerone's house."

"Why are we going there? Doesn't he have something to do at the company?" Belinda didn't want to trouble him, so she quickly suggested, "Let's turn around."

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At this moment, Monica started comforting her. "He doesn't have work at the company; he has something to do at home."

"At home?"

"Yeah, maybe he has prepared a table full of delicious food, waiting for you to come back." Monica happily rested her head on Belinda's shoulder.

Belinda suddenly understood something, and a sweet anticipation filled her heart. Algerone didn't come to the hospital to pick her up because he wanted to welcome her back home, right? That's why she didn't insist on turning around.

In the Swain family's yard, the most dazzling sight was the large patch of blooming roses. The temperature had risen recently, and the flowers were blooming vigorously, competing with each other.

Algerone, dressed in a black suit with a white shirt and a bow tie, looked like he had meticulously groomed himself. He stood in the yard, nervous and waiting. Behind him were several company executives who were also his close friends.

Not far away, there stood a young man who was extraordinarily handsome, giving off an air of elegance and sophistication. He was Tom Fritz, who came with his mother, Jane. The beautiful rose varieties were brought from their own yard, and Mrs. Fritz had imparted a lot of experience on how to keep them alive and blooming.

Mrs. Fritz was Belinda's best friend, so she couldn't miss this important day. From a distance, Algerone, who had been gazing into the distance, saw Tristan's car slowly approaching them.