Mrs. Marsh's Revealed Identities

Chapter 1780

Chapter 1780: Taylor Worships His Brother

In a grand palace, Taylor adhered strictly to his medication schedule. The pain in his body had almost disappeared, and the

soreness was gone. However, his mood was low. At this moment, he sat in front of the mirror, staring at his own face, feeling

somewhat anxious.

At this time, Princess Catherine entered. She was dressed elegantly and gracefully, wanting to check on her son's injuries. As soon

as the servants saw her, they quickly lowered their eyes, their voices trembling as they explained, "Your Highness, it's the prince

who insisted on having the mirror brought in... It's not my doing."

It turned out that Catherine had ordered that no mirrors be allowed in the room, fearing that Taylor would feel upset seeing his

face. At this moment, Taylor was indeed upset. He sat in the chair, looking dejected, tightening his grip on the square mirror,

feeling angry and helpless.

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"Son..." The woman cto his side, attempting to take the mirror from his hand, comforting him softly, "It will get better, it just

takes time, don't worry, take it slowly."

Despite using hot and cold compresses, Taylor's face was still swollen. One eye had beclarge, while the other had become

small, a strange sight. Taylor was very young and cared a lot about his appearance. He worried that his handsface might

never return. But what good did regret do now? The deed was done.

At that moment, someone entered the room. "Your Highness, Prince," he said, coming in with a bottle of medicine, quickly handing

it over, reporting, "This is from Prince Louis, to be applied to the face morning and evening."

Both Catherine and Taylor were taken aback. They exchanged a glance, then Catherine quickly reached out to take it, feeling a bit

happy and also a bit complicated.

Taylor said nothing, cold-faced, avoiding his mother's gaze. He felt that Louis had done this on purpose. Why send medicine

separately? Was it to make his face look worse for a few more days? To teach him a lesson?

Catherine quickly unscrewed the bottle cap and applied sto her son's face, believing that this medicine, being from Louis,

must be of good quality. After applying the medicine, Taylor lay down on the bed for a nap. When he woke up and looked in the

mirror, he had clearly improved a lot. Surprised, he couldn't help but feel a little more admiration for Louis. It seemed that he was

indeed a very capable doctor.

Arkpool City. Before going to the company, Ivan dropped Jennifer off at the entrance of the Mercy Hospital. As soon as the car

stopped, he turned to her and asked, "You really don't needto accompany you?"

"No, it's fine. Just pickup on your way back home," Jennifer said, giving him a gentle smile. "I'm going to see if Belinda has

woken up, and also check on Eason."

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"Take care, callif you need anything."

"Okay."

Watching his wife unbuckle her seatbelt and walk into the hospital lobby, Ivan finally drove away. He had just received a call; there

was something that needed his attention at the company.

Jennifer took the elevator to the ward. Standing at the door, she looked through the small window and saw the room filled with

bouquets of roses, about twenty or thirty of them, beautifully arranged. The woman lying on the bed had her head wrapped in

bandages, her eyes closed tightly, indicating that she had not yet woken up.

Algerone sat in a chair beside the bed, holding Belinda's hand, his expression unreadable, leaving only a somewhat desolate figure.

Had he been sitting here all these days?

Jennifer gently knocked on the door. Seeing Algerone turn at the sound, she pushed the door open and entered...