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The Secret Heir's Return to Wealth and Love novel Chapter 1520

Early next morning.

While Cory and Ivy were freshening up, Rosalynn called over the attending physician and filled him in on the events from the previous night.

"What kind of dream was it, Mr. Silverman?" asked the doctor.

Wayne pondered for a bit, "I can't really recall, probably something to do with past memories, but I forgot as soon as I woke up."

The doctor glanced over Wayne's brain CT, "Mrs. Silverman, don't worry. The nightmares might be a result of Mr. Silverman's memory recovery."

"Memory recovery?" Rosalynn glanced at Wayne.

Did she trigger something when she spoke about his past last night?

"Seems like it for now. But Mr. Silverman's case is a bit complicated. We'll need to observe him for a while. The life-monitoring watch we prepared for him will be delivered soon. It'll alert you of any unusual fluctuations."

"Alright, thank you," she responded.

After giving a few more instructions, the doctor left.

"It must've been what I told him last night..." Rosalynn turned around and sat next to Wayne.

Just a few days ago, Wayne's complexion was improving. But after the nightmare, he looked worse.

"I'm fine," Wayne reassured her while patting her head, "When can we go home?"

Rosalynn forced a smile, "After breakfast and picking up the meds, we can head home!"

"It's beautiful," Wayne admired the rose wall in the distance.

"Daddy, I planted these!" Ivy raised her hand, "Do you like them? They're all for you!"

During Wayne's absence, Ivy used to plant little flowers and tomato vines to ease her sadness.

These little flowers and tomatoes were her gifts to Wayne.

She remembered always saving the best, big tomatoes for Rosalynn while giving Wayne the tiny, sour fruits.

Wayne would always happily eat all of them.

After Wayne fell ill, Ivy felt incredibly guilty and cried for a long time by the tomato vines.

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