Mrs. Marsh's Revealed Identities novel (Jennifer and Ivan) novel Chapter 1805

Chapter 1805: The Results Are In

Regardless of his status, he was first and foremost a doctor, so Rowan responded to her, "Sure, I will conduct a detailed examination for her, and any issues will be addressed promptly."

"Thank you," Monica's politeness made him feel very distant.

Then the girl withdrew her gaze, turned, and sat down on a bench not far away, seeming to have nothing to say to him.

And Rowan's thousand words converged into silence, patiently awaiting the results of the identification.

Only the identification results would be conclusive evidence.

Before long, the elevator doors opened again, and Tristan stepped out with long strides, immediately spotting the girl sitting on the bench.

As he approached her, his gaze lightly swept over Rowan, the two men making eye contact.

In the corridor with only three people, there was no exchange, everyone maintaining silence.

Tristan squatted in front of the girl, took her hand, lightly stroked the back of her hand, gazing at her, a single gesture, a single look giving her a sense of security.

Monica was indeed a bit unsettled, facing his gaze, maintaining silence.

Tristan reached out and patted her head, giving her a determined look, as if to say, "My dear, whatever happens, I will be by your side."

Ten minutes passed quickly.

The sound of the door opening drew everyone's attention as someone handed the paternity test report to Rowan, "Director, the results are in," handing him both copies.

"Thank you," Rowan reached out and took them, glancing at the end of the report, confirming his own intuition: Monica was indeed his sister.

Rowan looked ahead and handed the results to Tristan and Monica, one for each.

By this time, Monica had already stood up from the bench, she reached out and took them, and at the same time as Tristan, saw the last sentence of the report: there is a blood relationship, they are full siblings.

It was written very clearly in black and white.

Monica took a deep breath, pursed her lips, blinked, although she had already guessed the result, when the identification result actually came out, a fact was presented before her, she still found it a bit hard to digest.

She hadn't planned to look for her biological parents, yet she effortlessly found them.

For her, the inner impact was quite significant.

Rowan stepped forward, reaching out to embrace Monica, "I'm sorry, I didn't protect you well." He couldn't contain his emotions, suppressing years of urgency, his voice low, magnetic, tears gathering in his eyes.

The embrace wasn't too tight, very gentlemanly, and he managed the boundaries very well.

He needed to give her time to process this.

Tristan stood to the side, his face showing subtle expressions, not knowing what to say. In his view, as long as Monica was happy, he could accept anything.

But now... things seemed a bit more complicated, and the burden on Monica's mind had become heavier.

After a while, Rowan released her, first looking at her affectionately, then at Tristan beside her, not saying anything, and strode towards the elevator.

The two of them gazed at his retreating figure, as he didn't look back, watching Rowan press the elevator open button, the doors opening, and him walking in.

Tristan gently put his arm around Monica's shoulder, "Let's go, too."

They still held the two identification reports in their hands, unsure how to broach the subject, so she decided to show the reports to Algerone and Belinda.

They were also awaiting the results.

When Tristan brought Monica back to the hospital room, Rowan was already examining Belinda, using the most advanced equipment, appearing professional and composed.

"You're recovering well, no major issues," Rowan's voice was gentle as he checked Belinda's postoperative wound, "The wound is healing nicely, you can be discharged in three days, without any lasting effects."

Tristan and Monica, who had just entered the room, also heard his words, a normal doctor-patient interaction, as if nothing had happened.