During the journey, Rosalynn adamantly prohibited Brian from attending to any work matters, insisting he close his eyes for some much-needed rest.


    Recognizing her concern for his well-being, Brian refrained from arguing andplied with her wishes, obediently surrendering to the need for repose.


    Under Edwin’s steady guidance, the car glided along the road.


    With Rosalynn, the woman he cherished, beside him, Brian sumbed to sleep.


    An hourter, the vehicle arrived at another hospital.


    Observing Brian’s peaceful rest, Rosalynn hesitated to disturb him.


    However, Brian’s senses remained sharp.


    Upon sensing the care to a stop, he roused himself swiftly.


    “Have we arrived?” he inquired, his voice still husky from sleep.


    “Yes,” Rosalynn confirmed with a smile and a nod.


    “Shall we?”


    Brian prompted, exiting the vehicle.


    He adjusted his clothes before gently linking his arm with Rosalynn’s as they made their way into the hospital.


    Following closely behind, Edwin trailed with a thermos in hand.


    Upon reaching the fourth-floor ward where Betsy resided, Edwin courteously opened the door, allowing them entry.


    Inside, Betsy’s anticipation was palpable, her eyes alight with hope.


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    “Has Mr.


    Hughes arrived?” she inquired eagerly upon spotting Edwin.


    “Yes,” Edwin confirmed, stepping aside to usher them in.


    Betsy’s expression blossomed with delight, prompting her to fix her hair and summon what she believed to be her warmest smile to greet Brian.


    However, her expression froze in ce upon seeing Rosalynn at Brian’s side, their arms entwined.Content is ? by N?velDrama.Org.


    Why was Rosalynn here?


    In that moment, Rosalynn’s attention shifted towards the woman resting on the bed, a subtle flutter stirring within her heart.


    The woman’s features bore a striking resemnce to her own, especially when she had been smiling just moments before.


    If one didn’t know better, they might have mistaken them for sisters.


    A myriad of thoughts raced through Rosalynn’s mind.


    Should she consider asking her mother if there was ever mention of another lost daughter?


    As her gaze gradually lowered, pausing at Betsy’s chest, she noticed the hospital gown with two buttons undone, offering a glimpse of cleavage.


    Rosalynn’s eyes flickered with an unusual gleam.


    Was it unusually warm today?


    Did Betsy really need the gown to be unbuttoned in such a manner?