Chapter 489



Lucas’ frown deepened. “You don’t believe me?” he asked.

At a red light, Belinda braked and turned to face Lucas. “We’re already divorced,” she said.

Lucas responded matter-of-factly, “Can’t we remarry after a divorce?”

Stunned by his audacity, Belinda let out a derisive chuckle. “Lucas, our relationship ended the moment we divorced. There’s no turning back.”

Her blunt words struck Lucas deeply, leaving him wounded. His expression darkened, and his gaze intensified. He stared at her profile, his emotions fluctuating wildly. “Belinda, you don’t have the final word in this,” he said.

Belinda frowned but remained silent. Once she drove past the intersection, she pulled over and said to Lucas, “We’re not heading in the same direction. You should get out now.”

Lucas was left speechless. He took a deep breath and exited the car. As soon as he stepped out, Belinda drove away without hesitation.

Watching Belinda’s car fade into the distance, Lucas narrowed his eyes. Being abandoned on the roadside like this was a new experience for him.

Later in the afternoon, while Belinda was organizing medical records in her office, she was startled by Kylee’s voice, filled with surprise and excitement. “Mom! What brings you here?”

Belinda looked up to see Carola standing nearby. Carola, dressed in an elegant dark purple suit, her long hair neatly styled, radiated an air of grace. She smiled at Kylee and said, “I’ve never visited your workplace before, so I thought I should come when I had some free time. I’ve also brought some snacks for you and your colleagues.”

Kylee beamed at the news. Her colleagues quickly expressed their gratitude.

“Thank you, Mrs. Wright!”

“Please, have a seat, Mrs. Wright!”

The doctors, aware of Carola’s prestigious family background as the eldest daughter of the Happer family from Soling, showed her the utmost respect. The bodyguards accompanying Carola began bringing in the snacks she had prepared, displaying an array of exquisite treats.

Noticing that Belinda hadn’t come over, one of the doctors called out, “Dr. Wright, your mother is here. Aren’t you going to join her?”

Belinda froze for a moment, clutching the medical record tightly in her hand. Anger twisted Kylee’s face as she said to the doctor, “If you don’t know the reality, it’s better to hold your tongue! That woman is my mother!”

She emphasized “my mother” with force, leaving the other doctors in stunned silence. What did Kylee mean by that? Could it be that she and Belinda had different mothers?

Setting the medical record aside, Belinda approached Carola and greeted her, saying, “Hello, Carola.”

Carola gave a brief nod. “Help yourself to a drink,” she said. Her tone and expression remained carefully neutral toward Belinda.

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