Devoted Love:The Billionaire's Precious Wife
Chapter 637

Chapter 637: Chapter 637

Serena’s heart sank further. Why was this incredibly insightful gentleman not willing to teach her personally, instead insisting on having her study under a tutor?

Was it because he was afraid she might outshine Rosemary?

It reeked of favoritism.

Afraid his own daughter would be surpassed.

"Serena, you’ve grown up pampered and sheltered. Everything your sister knows, she learned through grit and determination. You could start with some simple theory from a well-known tutor. Oh, what are you interested in? What do you want to learn?"

Serena flashed a sweet smile.

"I’ll let you know when I decide what I want to learn. Dad, has Rosemary visited Grandpa in Dawnstar? How’s his health?"

"Let me tell you, your sister is impressive. She spotted the problem as soon as she got there."

In his excitement, Kenneth got a swift kick from Louisa, reminding him to watch his words.

Sure enough, Serena’s eyes dimmed for a moment before she quickly resumed her cheerful demeanor.

"Rosemary is indeed incredible. She noticed a problem that so many doctors overlooked."

"All of that comes with experience, from saving so many people," Louisa interjected. "Now, Serena, your father and I are going for a walk. Enjoy the fruits."

Seeing the carefully arranged fruit platter barely touched by her parents, Serena felt a pang of disappointment.

"Dad, Mom, it’s been a while since I’ve seen Grandpa. When can we all visit?" Serena asked, a hopeful glint in her eyes.

Louisa hesitated.

"Perhaps next time, when your grandma is also feeling better, we can all gather for a lively reunion."

Serena didn’t expect her mother’s change of heart. Was it to give Rosemary some peace and quiet—an opportunity to bond with their grandparents without her, the adopted daughter, bothering them?

Her mother was indeed cunning, harboring such a scheme!

In the hospital room

Upon her arrival, Rosemary received a call from her grandmother.

"Rose, I heard that you saved your grandpa." Belinda’s voice was a mix of excitement and incoherence. "You’re such a good girl, a skilled doctor, and so modest. I don’t know what your grandpa and I would have done if you hadn’t returned to this family. We might have already met our maker."

"Grandma, it’s not as serious as you make it out to be," Rosemary said with a light laugh.

"How have you been feeling these past few days? Are you getting used to the new medication?"

"It’s much better than before. The previous medicine was—" Belinda didn’t dare to elaborate. She simply said, "—a bit bitter."

Rosemary chuckled.

"I know you don’t like bitter things, Grandma. So, I added a few ingredients to make the medicine less bitter."

Belinda sounded delighted.

"It’s much better. I used to... well, you know the saying, ’Bitter medicine cures sickness,’ so I drank it all in one go."

Belinda’s voice was filled with affection and indulgence for her granddaughter.

Rosemary’s smile widened.

"In a few days, I’ll give you a new prescription that should taste even better."

"Really?" Belinda sounded thrilled. Then she remembered something.

"Oh, yes, I heard from your uncle that your grandpa’s heart rupture was caused by an external injury. That reminds me of something that happened a long time ago."

Rosemary listened attentively to her grandmother’s story.

"Long ago, your grandpa and I used to travel around, and during one of our trips, we got involved in a bit of a situation. It was on a morning near a desert. There was a woman who ran a food stall by the wayside. She was a gentle and kind soul.

"One day, her gambling-addicted husband came to the stall and demanded money from her to throw away at his gambling den, completely disregarding their sick child who was in the hospital and needed money for treatment. When she refused, he started hitting her right in front of everyone and even threatened to kill her in his fit of rage."

Rosemary was shocked to hear such a story.

"Everyone around was scared. No tourists dared to intervene. After all, who wanted to risk their life while they were out enjoying themselves? But your grandpa, seeing the man pull out a knife, fearing he might hurt someone, went forward to stop him. But your grandpa was up there in age, and he got hit a few times."

"Then our bodyguard arrived, quickly restrained him, and handed him over to the police. I felt sorry for the woman running the food stall, so I gave her a few thousand dollars to use for her child’s treatment."

Rosemary understood.

"So you think that Grandpa might have hurt his heart then?"

"The woman’s husband was a tall and strong man, and he hit with such force. But I can’t remember whether he hit the heart."

"Did Grandpa say anything about feeling unwell when he came back?"

"He mentioned it, but the doctors checked him several times and could never find anything wrong. We didn’t take it seriously—we thought he was just getting old and had high blood pressure."

They never expected it to be a ruptured heart!

If it wasn’t for Rose’s timely discovery and surgery, the consequences would have been unthinkable.

"Rose, your grandmother wants to visit you and your grandpa in Dawnstar in a couple of days. Can you talk to Sampson and get him to agree to let me go out? You’re a doctor, and you’re his precious niece—he’ll definitely listen to you. I’m old; no one listens to what I say anymore."

Rosemary couldn’t help but smile.

"You should take care of your health and rest more at home."

"I just want to get some fresh air. I’m tired of staying home all day," Belinda cooed.

"Good girl, my darling, please agree—let me get out and reunite with you all?"

Rosemary laughed.

"I’ll check your medical report in a couple of days. If there’s no problem, I’ll talk to Uncle Sampson."

"That’s great! With your word, I don’t think that boy dares to stop me."

Belinda spoke happily for a while, until Rosemary heard a knock on the door of the room and ended the call, saying,

"Come in."

Unexpectedly, the person who entered wasn’t Bard, but a woman from Dawnstar.

She knelt down in front of Rosemary with a thud, begging Rosemary to save her father.

Behind her was Dr. Brade. It was clear that Dr. Brade had shown her a ray of hope, directing her to Rosemary in the hopes of saving her father.

Dr. Brade, seeing Rosemary’s understanding gaze, was about to explain the woman’s words when he heard Rosemary ask the woman what disease her father had.

Not just the Dawnstar woman, but even Brade was taken aback. This little girl could speak the local language so fluently and with such a pure accent. How was she so talented?

The Dawnstar woman was relieved to find Rosemary understood her and went on to explain her father’s illness.

In simple terms, her father had a tumor in his body that was larger than Rosemary’s fist, with a diameter of over 9 centimeters.