Chapter 10



As they sat in the waiting area, Belinda’s phone abruptly rang.

She glanced at the caller ID, her expression showing a flicker of impatience before stepping away to answer the call.

“Hello, what is it?”

“Star, Elsa Torres from Ascein emailed again. She’s insisting that you perform her son’s surgery,” came the cheerful voice of a woman.

Belinda responded with a hint of disinterest, “I’m not available. Her son’s condition isn’t critical, and their local specialists are more than capable of performing the surgery. There’s no need for me to do that.”

The woman on the other end of the line laughed softly. “Understandable, but you know how it is with mothers and their children. Elsa wants nothing but the best for her son, which apparently means you.”

Belinda sighed and dismissed the idea once more. “Tell her no. I’m busy here. I need to hang up now.”

After ending the call, Belinda rejoined Lucas in the waiting area.

About five minutes later, Lucas’s phone suddenly rang.

He took the call, and his face immediately showed concern. “I will be there immediately,” he said quickly before ending the call.

“Lucas!” Belinda quickly caught his arm, stopping him from leaving.

With a firm gaze, she said, “I don’t care what has come up, but we need to get divorced today!”

Belinda believed that from Lucas’s concerned expression, the person who had called him must have been Verena.

Lucas replied in a deep voice, “It’s my father. He has been taken to the hospital.”

Belinda’s face immediately took on a serious expression. She rose swiftly and said, “I’m coming with you!”

Without a word, Lucas turned and walked toward the exit.

Inside the VIP ward at Grand Plains General Hospital…

“Mom!” Lucas exclaimed as he entered the room. “How’s Dad?”

“He was fine until he took a phone call that upset him greatly, causing an asthma attack,” Norma Clark explained.

Only after she had said that did she notice Belinda, who had followed Lucas into the ward.

Norma looked at Belinda, puzzled at first, but then her eyes widened in recognition and astonishment. “Belinda? My goodness! What have you been through these three years to transform so drastically?”

Belinda was recognizable to Norma by her distinct facial features. Before, even though Belinda had been heavy and had a noticeable dark spot on her face, her facial features had always been distinct and beautiful.

“Norma,” Belinda said with a steady voice, greeting her.

Just then, Harold stirred in his bed.

Norma quickly turned toward him, visibly relieved to see him awake, but still slightly concerned. “Oh, you gave me quite a fright!”

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