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The Secret Heir's Return to Wealth and Love novel Chapter 2058

Rosalynn stepped forward. Gently, she took Trista who was waving her chubby little hands in the air, from Paige's arms. She then planted a soft kiss on Trista's cherubic cheeks.

"Why did you bring her to the hospital?" Rosalynn asked, her tone slightly reproachful.

"Trista wanted to come," Paige replied with a laugh. "She missed you!" She then lightly poked her daughter's rosy cheeks, "Isn't that right, Trista?"

Trista, however, was too young to confirm or deny this. She merely drooled and babbled in response to her mother's smile.

"See, my little girl agrees!"

Rosalynn's hand, placed on Trista's back, gently rubbed it a couple of times.d2

"Do you think Cory and Ivy noticed anything?" Rosalynn had called both her children, telling them that she and their father had urgent matters to attend to.

"No." Paige shook her head. "Ivy even told me that you two have gone to enjoy some alone time."

Rosalynn let out a wry smile.

The night was getting chilly, and Rosalynn didn't want Trista to stay outside for long. She handed her over to Baillie to take back to the car.

She and Paige, meanwhile, took a leisurely stroll around the hospital grounds.

"How is he doing?" Paige asked.

"He's doing quite well," answered Rosalynn. "He just wants to go home."

"I heard from Baillie that he needs to be hospitalized for the treatment," Paige said, her voice filled with concern. "Will Wayne agree?"

"He doesn't need to." Rosalynn's tone was flat.

Paige was taken aback, "Do you intend to force him to go for the treatment?"

"Yes." Rosalynn confirmed. "If he doesn't listen to reason, then I'll exercise my rights as his wife and make him go."

"It seems like we don't have any other choice." Paige held Rosalynn's hand, gently stroking the back of it. "Do whatever you feel is right, don't worry about anything else. If the sky falls, Baillie and I will hold it up for you."

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