The Secret Heir Return To Wealth And Love Chapter 23

Chapter 23

Due to the blood loss, after stitching up the wound, she still needed an IV. Only after ensuring that the fluid wouldn’t affect the baby did she agree to it.

With the arrival of autumn, many people caught colds. At this point, the infusion hall was packed.

Rosalynn squeezed into a corner, exhausted and pale from blood loss. She began to doze off. Just as she was about to fall asleep, Alexis, who’d been gone for a while, rushed back. Somehow, she’d bought a bottle of chicken soup.

“Secretary Tesdal, it’s still warm. Take a few sips to help you regain some energy!”

Rosalynn couldn’t help but smile. “I’m fine. Just go back to work.”

“Work? You helped me win the Prodigy Inc. contract. The commission alone is enough for me to live comfortably for a while!” Alexis paused for a moment. “I was wrong about you earlier. I’m sorry.”

Rosalynn shook her head without saying a word. She couldn’t bring herself to say it was okay.

Alexis got the hint. Apologizing was necessary, forgiveness was not.

In the end, Alexis was called away by a work-related phone call. An issue had arisen at the site of a project she was responsible for and she had to go fix it.

Before leaving, she made sure to add Rosalynn on WhatsApp.

In WhatsApp, there were many unread messages.

With aching eyes, Rosalynn briefly skimmed the messages before putting her phone aside.

In her groggy state, she felt as if someone had approached her. Her eyelids were heavy, and despite her efforts, she couldn’t open her eyes.

Moments later, she felt something warm being placed on her. A familiar scent enveloped her. For a moment, Rosalynn couldn’t recall the scent. But she felt at ease and fell into a deep sleep.

Wayne sat across from Rosalynn, watching her furrowing brows even when she was sleeping.

Today, he had planned to take Heatherway, whom he had picked up from the airport, to the old house to meet the Silverman family. But somehow, he ended up taking her to the company instead. Upon hearing that the police had gone to the sales department, he took Heatherway there too.

He had expected to see a disheveled Rosalynn, but never imagined he’d see her covered in

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After staring for a while, Rosalynn’s IV treatment was about to end.

Wayne called for a nurse.

Seeing a tall, attractive man, the nurse visibly cheered up.

“Please be gentle, she’s sensitive to pain.”

Wayne frowned at the nurse’s jittery movements, reminding her to be cautious.

The nurse blinked and chuckled, “Someone who doesn’t even use anesthesia while dealing with a stitched wound is sensitive to pain?”

“What did you say?” Wayne seemed as if he didn’t understand.

“She… she said so herself… without anesthesia…” The nurse was slightly intimidated by Wayne’s tone.

No anesthesia? Why?

Wayne’s heart was being tugged at by an invisible force.

She’s usually so afraid of pain!

At that moment, Rosalynn’s phone rang. Seeing this, the nurse hastily slipped away.

Still groggy, Rosalynn didn’t even look up before answering the phone.

It was Paige. She answered the call, her voice even softer than usual due to drowsiness, sounding almost coquettish. “Baby, are you awake?”

Wayne stood there, thunderstruck.

Baby? Who’d she call baby?

Rosalynn’s social circle was incredibly simple, revolving around him and having no one else.

Where did this “baby” come from?

Was that Evan?

Or was it the person driving the Benz ?