Mrs. Marsh's Revealed Identities

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Chapter 1783: Algerone's Attention to Detail was Impressive

Their eyes met, containing countless emotions, and their hearts were filled with deep emotion.

Tristan, who had given them sprivate space, had brought Monica to the entrance of the cinema.

Monica was a bit curious, "Are we going to the movies?"

Tristan nodded, saying to her, "I just booked two tickets for the latest comedy. You've been through a lot recently, your nerves have

been tense, today is a day of great joy, Auntie has finally woken up. You can also breathe a sigh of relief. Take this opportunity to

relax a bit. We should give them a little more time."

He had considered it carefully, and Monica agreed.

"Okay!" The girl took the initiative to link arms with him and followed him to the cinema.

In a hospital room, Algerone sat in a chair beside the bed, holding Belinda's hand with heartache, their eyes always meeting, filled

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with emotions. He had longed for her to wake up, and Algerone couldn't even bear to blink his eyes.

"Belinda," he kissed her hand gently, and said affectionately, "Rest and take care of yourself. | will be with you all the way."

"Your company? Is there nothing that needs your attention?" Belinda asked with concern, "You can't just stay here all the time, can

you?"

"It's okay, the company doesn't have any major issues, the assistants can handle everything. Right now, your health is the most

important." Compared to the company, Belinda was the top priority.

Hearing this, Belinda's inner gratitude increased, and she couldn't help but shed tears, revealing the softest side of herself.

Tears streamed down her cheeks.

Algerone quickly took a tissue to wipe them away, "Don't cry, don't cry."

The memories of the past, like a movie, played in Belinda's mind. Although she had undergone brain surgery, she had not lost her

memory.

Today, at this moment, she felt a sense of newfound acquaintance, experiencing the man's thoughtfulness and care just like when

they first met. This feeling was undoubtedly beautiful.

At that moment, someone gently knocked on the door of the ward. Without opening the door, Algerone carefully set down her

hand, got up, and went to open the door.

The door opened a crack, and all she heard was him saying, "Thank you," to the person outside, and then closing the door.

Belinda saw him holding a bag in his hand, walking towards her.

She didn't ask what it was, just looked at the bag.

Algerone took out the contents of the bag directly. The faint scent of red bean cake instantly filled the air, mixing with the

fragrance of roses, creating an especially pleasant aroma.

Belinda saw the steaming red bean cake and suddenly felt a bit hungry. She hadn't eaten anything for a long time.

Algerone gently placed the opened pastry on the bedside table, raising the bed slightly as he said to her, "You used to love this red

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bean cake from this shop when you were young. | went to see it these past few days, the shop is still open, and it still tastes the

same. | left a reservation for it..."

Belinda, leaning against the headboard, was moved by his words.

"Here, be careful." He took a pillow and gently placed it behind her back, paying attention to the details even more so than a

young man in love.

"Come, taste it." Algerone took the pastry and sat in front of her, smiling as he offered a small piece to her lips, coaxing, "See if it

still tastes the sas before? The shop owner hasn't changed, but they are getting old. Their skills have matured, and there's still

along line as always."

Her heart was like a five-flavor bottle that had been overturned, tears brimming in her eyes. Softly, she opened her mouth, feeling

especially tender at that moment.

This taste was so familiar...

She remembered when she had just married Algerone, they would buy this pastry every morning. It was nutritious, hygienic, and

inexpensive, but they still had to line up, so they would wake up ten minutes early.

A small piece of red bean cake made both of them feel the sway they did when they were young.

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