Chapter 1067



Her cries were loud and grating, causing Baker to grimace in frustration. He said nothing more, turning away to head upstairs, his own anxiety gnawing at him.

Holley’s sobbing continued unabated. Eventually, she couldn’t bear it any longer and retrieved her phone, dialing a familiar number.

“Hello?” came Kenia’s voice on the other end.

“Mom!” Holley choked out, her voice breaking. “It’s over! Everything is over for me!”

“What’s wrong? What’s happened?” Kenia’s tone was alarmed.

Holley blurted out, “It’s Belinda! She’s HIV-positive, and now, I might be infected, too! Mom, what am I supposed to do?”

The words hit Kenia like a thunderbolt.

She fell silent for a moment, her face pale, before stammering, “W-What are you saying? Belinda has HIV? But… I just spoke to her, and she said her blood test came back negative! How can this be?”

Sarai, who had been sitting beside Kenia, was equally stunned, her eyes wide with shock.

“It’s true! It’s positive!” Holley insisted, her voice trembling. “Baker was worried about Belinda, so he sent someone to the Grand Plains General Hospital to verify her results. They confirmed it; she’s infected! Now, everyone at the Grand Plains General Hospital knows she’s infected!”

Speaking of this, she felt it wasn’t enough and continued, “And now, because of her, I’m at risk too! That night, she accidentally scratched my face! Mom, what am I going to do? How could this be happening?”

Kenia’s breathing grew shallow, her chest heaving as the weight of the news overwhelmed her.

She could barely process the words, her mind reeling.

Without another word, she hung up and turned to Sarai, her voice urgent. “Sarai, come with me. We need to go and see Belinda. Now!”

“Okay,” Sarai nodded in agreement, got up, and helped Kenia out.

Lucas had started to doze off, but just then, the phone on the nightstand vibrated, waking him up abruptly.

He glanced at Belinda, who lay peacefully in his arms, then reached for the phone.

When he saw Kenia’s name on the screen, his brow furrowed.

After a brief hesitation, he answered the call. “Hello?”

The voice on the other end was Sarai’s. “Mr. Clark, are you with Belinda now? I can’t get through to her phone!”

Lucas replied, “She’s here with me; what’s going on?”

Sarai quickly said, “You need to tell her—her grandmother had an accident! She fell down the stairs and has been rushed to the Grand Plains General Hospital. Get Belinda there right away!”

“What?” Hearing this, Belinda, who had been feigning sleep in Lucas’ embrace, instantly bolted upright.

A wave of panic surged through her as her face turned pale. Without hesitation, she snatched the phone from Lucas’ grasp, her fingers trembling.

“Sarai, what happened? How did my grandmother fall down the stairs?” Her voice came out rushed and uneven.

Before Sarai could respond, Lucas interjected with urgency, “Belinda, this isn’t the moment for inquiries. We must rush to the hospital immediately.”

His urgent tone snapped Belinda out of her panic-induced haze. She nodded hastily, her pulse racing. “You’re right! Let’s go!”

Without a second thought, she ended the call, leaped out of bed, and dashed out of the room without even slipping on her shoes.

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