Mrs. Marsh's Revealed Identities

Chapter 1831: Meeting Again

Chapter 1831: Meeting Again

Algerone jokingly and seriously lifted her up, saying, "Let's think about how we'll spend our wedding night."

"But I just had surgery," Belinda blushed, feeling a bit unprepared for this kind of intimacy, something she hadn't experienced in many years.

But having married the right man, her heart still raced, still filled with the youthful sense of excitement.

Holding her, Algerone took steps towards the bed and said, "But Dr. Watson said there's no issue."

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As the night deepened, the two reunited lovers slept together for the first time and in the right roles.

The next morning, still exhausted, the two lay closely entwined with each other, sleeping soundly.

Monica rose early and decided to go out to buy breakfast for them, including Belinda's favorite red bean cake, to help them reminisce about the past. As she reached the street, she noticed a long line at the breakfast shop, not as terrifying as she had expected, and quickly joined the end of the queue.

After a while, Bertie arrived and lined up behind Monica. He also found the line to be shorter than the previous day, feeling fortunate about his timing. He had waited for nearly an hour the day before. The bakery's business was thriving, with many returning customers. He had discovered it by chance the day before, drawn in by the long line, and after trying the pastries, he wanted to buy some for his son and daughter-in-law, who were still asleep.

Monica inadvertently glanced back and, in that moment, both she and the middle-aged man behind her were visibly taken aback.

"Is it you?" Bertie remembered her. "Do you remember me? We met at the bookstore and had tea together."

"Hello, Uncle," Monica's lips curved up. "I was so sorry that day, my mom was in the hospital."

"I understand, I'm grateful to you. Because of you, I was able to sincerely visit the parents of my future daughter-in-law, and they entrusted their child to my son," Bertie shared happily.

"Reasonable parents would agree," Monica spoke well of him. "You're so good, you seem like a kind father."

The middle-aged man was visibly pleased with the young girl's praise. "Young lady, are you here to buy breakfast as well? The pastries at this shop are really special, they taste great."

"My mom likes to eat them," Monica eagerly shared. "I'm mainly buying some for her."

"I discovered it by chance yesterday and couldn't forget the taste, so I came again today to buy some for my son and daughter-in-law to try," Bertie added.

"You're such a good father," Monica's eyes gleamed with admiration. "Do you have a daughter?"

Bertie's smile froze for a moment.

Monica was surprised, feeling that she might have offended him. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have asked about your privacy," she said, considering him a friend.

Bertie realized that the young girl had no ill intent and smiled as he replied, "I have a daughter, but... she's not with me. She's been away for many, many years."

This made Monica think of her own situation. Was he... divorced from his wife? He was with his son, and his ex-wife took their daughter?

"She must love you very much," Monica said with a comforting tone, her smile carrying a touch of tenderness. "Just as you love her very much."