Chapter 1113



Jazmine chuckled and didn’t press the matter further.

After dinner, they took a stroll around the neighborhood. Just as they were returning home, Belinda’s phone rang—it was Lucas calling. He told Belinda he was coming to pick her up. She didn’t refuse.

When Lucas arrived, Belinda was about to head to the door to leave alone, but Rowell and Jazmine insisted on accompanying her. They wanted to see Lucas.

As soon as Lucas saw them with Belinda, he immediately understood—these were the mentor and his wife Belinda had mentioned. He walked over without hesitation and greeted them respectfully.

Rowell remained silent at first, his gaze sweeping over Lucas with a sharp, assessing look.

Even with a critical eye, he had to admit—Lucas was remarkable. Jazmine, on the other hand, was far less reserved. “What a handsome young man!” she exclaimed. She had to admit, Lucas looked far more refined now than he had three years ago.

Finally, Rowell spoke, his tone serious. “We’ve always considered Belinda family. Now that she’s chosen to be with you again, we will support her decision. But understand this—we expect you to treat her well. Don’t let her get hurt again.”

Lucas met his gaze and nodded solemnly. “You have my word—I will do everything in my power to protect her.”

Rowell studied him for a moment longer before giving a short nod. “Good.”

Back in the car, Lucas seemed lost in thought, his brow slightly furrowed. He felt that Belinda’s mentor looked somewhat familiar, but he couldn’t quite remember where he had seen him before.

Belinda noticed Lucas’ demeanor and asked, “What are you thinking about?”

Lucas replied, “Your mentor… He looks familiar. I feel like I’ve met him before.”

Belinda’s expression flickered ever so slightly when she heard that.

Belinda smiled gently and replied, “Oh, I think you might have confused him with someone else. He’s just an elderly man who hardly ever leaves his home. How could you possibly have crossed paths with him before? Besides, my mentor has one of those ordinary faces. It’s not surprising if you mistake him for someone else.”

Belinda wasn’t intentionally keeping secrets from Lucas. The truth was that her mentor preferred to keep his past identity a secret. These days, he sought nothing more than a quiet, uneventful life.

“Is that so?” Lucas blinked, his tone tinged with doubt.

“Of course,” Belinda replied firmly.

Lucas nodded, deciding not to dwell on the matter. After a brief pause, he asked, “Is your mentor a doctor as well?”

Belinda didn’t hesitate. “Yes, he is. I studied medicine under him since I was a child.”

“I see,” Lucas murmured, realization dawning on him. “Then your grandmother and Holley must know your mentor and his wife quite well, don’t they?”

To his surprise, Belinda shook her head. “No, they don’t. They don’t even know them.”

Hearing this answer, Lucas was taken aback.

Belinda’s gaze dropped, her voice softening. “Because when I was young, Holley didn’t want me to learn anything beyond the basics. She said she didn’t want me to be burdened; she just wanted me to be happy every day. As for education, she told me it was fine if I learned, but it didn’t matter if I didn’t. She said she’d take care of me for the rest of my life, no matter what.”

Lucas frowned deeply, his expression darkening. That kind of parenting wasn’t good at all. What kind of parent wouldn’t want their child to grow into a well-rounded, capable individual? Yet Holley had discouraged Belinda from learning more things. Even when it came to Belinda’s education, Holley seemed indifferent about it. This was the first time Lucas had learned someone would raise a child like that.

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