The Secret Heir's Return to Wealth and Love novel Chapter 1819

Ivy used to take a tumble quite often when she was little.

But she's the kind of kid who, after falling, can pick herself right back up. If no one's around, even if the pain is unbearable, she'd quietly go find a servant to tend to her wounds. However, when family is around, especially when Hilaria and Jaime are present, even without an actual injury, she'd pretend to be hurt and cry in their arms.

Rosalynn had seen Jaime, many times, holding Ivy and comforting her while simultaneously stomping on the spot where Ivy had fallen, as if to avenge her.

After returning to H Country, Ivy seemed to have grown up overnight. She'd get up immediately after a fall and carry on playing, not even uttering a sound.

Last fall, she scraped her knee and didn't even realize it. When they got home, Wayne saw it and reacted like a heartbroken father.

He wished he could call an ambulance right away and rush Ivy to the hospital.

But Ivy was chill about it.

Seeing that Wayne didn't dare to disinfect her wound, she grabbed the disinfectant and applied it to her wound without a second thought.

After disinfecting the wound, she even told her father, “I'm super brave!”

“You gotta let people know when you're feeling down, otherwise things would only get worse! I got this, don't worry!”

Hilaria ended the video call and dialed Ivy.

As Rosalynn passed by her door, she heard Ivy's sweet voice and Hilaria's voice, both very affectionate.

With a smile on her face, she was about to return to her room.

Suddenly, she remembered something and turned to look at the doghouse.

Max behaved well today, probably ate too much, and now seemed a little stuffed. He was lying in his doghouse, looking very content.

Rosalynn came back.

He came out of his doghouse, wagging his tail and circling around Rosalynn.

Then he sat next to her, leaning his chubby body against her like a big baby.

Rosalynn couldn't help but laugh at his reaction.

She gave his neck a good scratch, which Max seemed to enjoy.

Wayne stood by the window of the bedroom study, watching the scene in front of the doghouse.

Sounds came from nowhere.

The dripping sound, like slow falling water droplets.

It's as if this voice is coming from inside Wayne's body, yet it also feels like it's coming from a very distant and hazy place.