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Clover continued his relentless monologue, barely pausing for breath. Rose was a bit overwhelmed, and even Emily, who had just caught up, couldn't help but chuckle. The two women exchanged amused glances, their smiles mirroring each other. Noticing their mirth, Clover frowned and delivered another light tap on Rose's forehead. "What's so funny? I'm giving you advice, and you're not even taking it seriously!"

"I'm listening!" Rose protested, rubbing the sore spot on her forehead.

However, Clover remained unconvinced. "I don't think you're actually paying attention."

Rose contemplated Clover's words, understanding his genuine concern for her well-being. Still, something nagged at her. "Harriette..." she muttered.

While she couldn't define her feelings toward the woman, there was no denying the sympathy Harriette's raspy voice evoked. "She must have endured a lot over the years." Clover, however, remained skeptical. "If she really suffered that much, she would have returned sooner. Why wait until now?"

He refused to believe that Harriette's sudden reappearance was solely due to Oliver's passing.

"In any case, just keep your distance from her," Clover reiterated firmly.

Knowing she couldn't win this argument, Rose quickly nodded. "Alright, alright. I'll keep my distance."

Finally sensing her sincerity, Clover finally relaxed. Just then, his car pulled up to the curb.

"Get in," he instructed.

"Okay, Clo!" Rose replied sweetly.

Linking her arm with Rose's, Emily couldn't resist teasing them. "Tsk, someone's turned into a real control freak now that he's a big brother. Looks like you've lost your freedom, Rosie!"

Clover frowned at the remark. He didn't see himself as a control freak. As Rose's brother, he felt responsible for every aspect of her life. Since this was his first time being an older brother, he was determined to be the best one in the world. Rose and Emily shared a knowing look before climbing into the car. As Rose settled into the car, her thoughts drifted back to the purpose of her visit-she had come to confront Anastasia about Kelly's whereabouts. However, after everything that had transpired, even if Anastasia hadn't fled, she doubted the woman would have willingly given her any information. It seemed she would have to find another opportunity. Just then, a figure outside the car window caught her eye, and her heart skipped a beat. It was Jonathan.

He was leaning against a wall with his arms crossed, looking as though he had been standing there for quite some time. Their eyes locked through the window, and they held each other's gaze until the car finally pulled away.

Leonard, who had been observing the scene beside Jonathan, couldn't hide his surprise. He had fully expected his boss to follow Rose and confront Clover, but Jonathan had merely watched as Rose interacted warmly with her newfound brother.

In the past, even if Clover had just claimed Rose as his sister, Leonard believed that Jonathan would have taken Rose away and ensured there was no opportunity for Clover to get close to her. So, Jonathan's behavior that day was unexpected, to say the least. "Mr. Finch, are you just going to let her leave like that?" Leonard couldn't help but voice his concern.

Jonathan raised an eyebrow but didn't respond.

Leonard continued, "Mr. Xanth's actions today were unexpected. By recognizing Mrs. Finch as his sister, he's elevated her status even more, even though she doesn't need the Xanth family's support. "Earlier, Mr. Xanth mentioned that the elders from the Xanth family would be coming to Regalia to acknowledge Mrs. Finch's identity officially. I wonder wonder which of them will come..."

He trailed off, his words fading into the air as if he were simply thinking aloud. All the while, Jonathan's intense, dark eyes grew even more profound.

"The Xanth family... It would be best if he came," Jonathan murmured cryptically.

With a start, Leonard asked, "Who?"

However, Jonathan didn't answer. He just walked away, leaving Leonard standing there, stunned. It took him a moment to gather himself before he hurried to catch

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up. Throughout the entire exchange, Leonard never figured out who Jonathan was referring to.

Clover's luxury car soon pulled up in front of the Young family hospital.

"I'm letting you stay here this time, but tomorrow, you're going back to the villa in Royal Garden. As for Yvonne... I'll make arrangements for her," Clover instructed before Rose got out of the car. Glancing at the rearview mirror, Rose could see Clover's displeased expression. She forced a smile and replied obediently.

"Got it." This was the compromise she made to get his approval to return to the hospital.

After she got out and the car disappeared from view, Rose finally released the breath she had been holding. Watching the direction the car had vanished in, she frowned.

Ever since acknowledging their familial ties, it seemed as though Clover had transformed into a different person.

Before, he had always been friendly and approachable, but Rose had experienced his overbearing side firsthand during the drive. To make matters worse, he had become exceedingly talkative.

"What's going on?" she mused. She couldn't decipher his behavior and concluded that Clover's emotions must have been running high due to recent events.

As Emily had mentioned, it was his first time having a sister, and he was likely just enjoying the novelty of looking after her. Once the excitement subsided, he would probably return to his usual self. "Yeah... That has to be it." Nodding to herself, Rose dismissed the thought and headed back into the hospital.

Yvonne was already resting inside the ward. Rose found solace in her steadily improving condition. She stepped out of the room, intending to store her grandfather's suit in her temporary quarters at the hospital.NôvelDrama.Org © 2024.

"Rosie..." A sudden voice startled her, and as she turned around to see the person standing behind her, she couldn't help but freeze in place.

"Evan?" The person standing there was indeed Evan. It had been roughly ten days since he and Dawn had returned to Aquastead to complete their wedding ceremony.

Evan had previously said he would

return after the ceremony, but Rose figured it was normal for him to spend some extra time with Dawn, especially considering Dawn had just gone through a miscarriage and needed support.

However, the Evan who was standing in front of her now was nearly unrecognizable. His face was covered in stubble, and his usually immaculate hair was a tangled mess.

As someone who had always been meticulous about his appearance in the fashion world, Evan could only be described as a complete mess.

"Evan, what happened to you?" Rose asked as she immediately stepped forward. However, as soon as she approached him, Evan grasped her wrist tightly, causing her pain. Despite the discomfort, she didn't resist, knowing Evan would never intentionally harm her and understanding that something serious must be bothering him.

Evan looked into her eyes, his gaze

initially intense but gradually shifting to a mixture of self-mockery and despair A flurry of emotions

flickered in his eyes before he finally looked away and released his grip on her wrist.

Observing the turmoil on his face, Rose pressed further, "Evan, what's going on? Does this have something to do with Dawn?" She could only think of Dawn as the reason for such a drastic change in him. Evan suddenly let out a bitter laugh. "Rosie, I'm planning to get a divorce."

Rose was taken aback by his words. "A divorce? But you two just got married. How could you..."

Evan's smile was filled with anguish. "Yeah, we just got married. But some things..." He trailed off, staring at Rose as if he wanted to say more but couldn't find the words.

Eventually, he lowered his gaze and softly muttered, "I'm sorry, Rosie."