Mrs. Marsh's Revealed Identities novel (Jennifer and Ivan)

Chapter 1803: Going for Paternity Testing

Monica placed the bag of books in her hand on the bedside table, breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a casual smile, "Gosh, you scared me. I thought something was wrong!"

Then she looked at Rowan and politely said, "Dr. Watson, I'm back. You can now help my mom with the check-up!"

All eyes turned to the girl, and silence fell over the hospital room once again. Rowan made no move to examine Belinda, just gazing at her intently without a blink.

Sensing the strange atmosphere, Monica looked around at everyone, puzzled, and asked, "What's wrong? What's happening?"

Rowan had been fixated on her since Monica entered the room. Inwardly, he couldn't help but marvel at how much she had changed. He could hardly see a trace of her childhood features.

Belinda knew she couldn't hide it any longer. She slowly opened her palm and called out softly, "Monica."

Monica turned her gaze to her mother's hand, noticing a bracelet on her wrist, but there were two. How was this possible?

She took a step forward, reaching out to pick up the other bracelet from her mother's hand. It was clear that the inscription on it was different from her own.

What a coincidence?

"What... Where did this come from? Why is there another one like this?" Monica asked in confusion.

"This belongs to Dr. Watson," Belinda told her, pained. "Dr. Watson is very likely to be your biological brother."

Monica was stunned, her heart skipping a beat. She held her breath and glanced at her mother.

With tears in her eyes, Belinda said, deeply moved, "Monica, Mom already knows that you know. You don't have to keep it from me anymore."

Suddenly, Monica felt a ringing in her ears. She slowly turned to look at Rowan, whose gaze remained fixed on her.

In a gentle voice, he said, "Monica, let's get a paternity test. I believe in medical science."

The phrase "paternity test" struck Monica like a heavy blow, making her gasp for air, trying hard to compose herself, although she was already deeply frightened. Could such a melodramatic thing really happen?

"I'm quite sure you are my sister," Rowan stared at her, increasingly convinced. "But I need to provide you with evidence."

Monica steadied herself reluctantly and turned her gaze to Tristan.

Meeting her eyes, Tristan stepped forward, embracing her and patting her shoulder gently to offer support.

Suddenly, Monica felt a hint of vulnerability. As she breathed in the faint fragrance emanating from him, she felt as if the entire world had come to a standstill. She knew she was not biologically related to Algerone and Belinda.

She had never intended to seek out her biological parents... She had never planned to disrupt her peaceful life.

Yet, she inexplicably learned about her true identity, as if the forces of the universe did not allow her to remain ignorant.

Her bracelet was usually kept in a drawer, and she rarely wore it herself. Yet this time, as if compelled by some unknown force, she had put it on her mother's wrist... and it had been noticed by Dr. Watson... Perhaps this was the hand of fate, something no one could resist.

Gently moving away from his embrace, Monica looked at Rowan once again. "Let's go," she said, then stepped out, because she, too, wanted to know the outcome.

To acknowledge or not? How to acknowledge? How to handle this relationship in the future?

Those were all questions to be pondered later.

Since things had reached this point, everyone wanted a definite answer, and a paternity test was the most authoritative way to get it.