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

Chapter 1808: A Sincere Father

"I'm going to look for some nearby treasure spots now," she withdrew her hand from his palm and took out her phone to begin searching the area.

Claire was the artistic type of girl, not too picky about food, but with some requirements for the environment. She liked quiet and elegant places, often triggering her inspiration for writing.

"I found a place that I think you'll like too," she opened the navigation, entered the location, about four miles away.

Rowan followed the route; anything she liked, he would like too.

Once again, he held her hand, treasuring the touch as their fingers intertwined, the warmth of their palms intermingling.

"Claire, I found my sister," he spoke softly, after thinking it over, deciding to share this news with her.

Claire was briefly surprised, then turned to look at him, her eyes filled with delight. "When did this happen? Where is she? This is amazing!"

Rowan hadn't told his father yet, but he told Claire, indicating that he truly considered her as one of his own.

As he drove, he glanced at her. "It's Monica."

Claire was genuinely stunned for a few seconds, then her lips curled up slightly. "Does she... know?"

"She does."

Rowan averted his gaze, looking ahead, his tone calm as if he were recounting someone else's story.

"Today, when I went to the hospital, I saw Belinda wearing a red bracelet on her wrist, the very one that belonged to my sister. Knowing that Monica was the owner of the bracelet, I had a paternity test done, and the results have come out."

What a small world, and what a deep connection fate weaves! After searching for his sister for so long, it turns out she's someone everyone already knows.

"Well..." Claire smiled. "Congratulations."

He remained silent, not looking very happy.

She looked at him, considering the situation comprehensively, and tried asking, "Mr. Swain and Belinda? How are they feeling? Can they accept this?" For them, this must be a massive blow, right?

Rowan squeezed her hand, truthfully answering, "They definitely won't be able to accept it right away. It will take time."

And he was willing to give them that time.

His sister had grown up, and he knew he couldn't take her away. This matter had to be handled properly, without hurting anyone.

Then there was a brief silence in the car, and Claire didn't say anything more.

Monica turned out to be Rowan's long-lost sister... Claire also needed some time to digest this fact.

But no matter what, she was still very happy. Finally finding her brought a sense of closure to a long-cherished wish.

At the Russell family villa.

Bertie set down his teacup, his smile overflowing as he spoke again, "Thank you for your understanding. Buying a house and a car are family matters, the bride price is up to you to propose. Of course, if you don't, we will strictly adhere to the customs on your side, and we will never mistreat Claire. If she marries into our family, I will treat her as my own daughter."

Through today's communication and exchange, Albert and Violet were thoroughly moved by this father, his sincerity and thoughtfulness apparent in every aspect.

"You came all the way here, does Rowan know?" Violet tried to ask because she felt that Dr. Watson was unaware.

Sure enough, the old king shook his head, smiling, "I haven't told him yet."

Albert was taken aback. Such a distinguished figure, and he had come alone, without even a bodyguard by his side? And Rowan still didn't know!

Albert felt that since he knew, it was necessary to inform Rowan, after all, this matter was not trivial.

So, while Violet and Bertie were engaging in conversation once again, he got up and left with his phone in hand.