Chapter 551



Belinda’s face remained calm as Verena spoke, but inside, she felt as though sharp knives were slicing through her chest.

She couldn’t deny it—Verena’s words had struck a nerve.

She cared deeply about what Verena had said, because deep down, she knew it was the truth.

This was exactly why she didn’t want to get involved with Lucas anymore.

She knew that no matter what, Verena still held a place in Lucas’s heart, and that wasn’t what she wanted.

What she wanted was someone who loved her completely.

With that thought, Belinda took a deep breath, looked Verena in the eye, and gave a small nod. “Then I suppose I should congratulate you. If you could also convince Lucas to stop pestering me, I’d appreciate it.”

Verena’s expression hardened instantly.

To her, Belinda was saying that to show off.

Verena gritted her teeth in anger. “Why are you being so smug? I’ll win Lucas back soon! Just wait and see!”

Belinda’s smirk didn’t waver. “I’ll be waiting for your good news.”

Without another word, she turned and walked away.

But as Belinda stepped into the corridor, Verena suddenly rushed after her, grabbing her hand.

Her voice rose, trembling with desperation. “I’m sorry, Dr. Wright! Lucas only left you because he heard I was hurt. He didn’t think you’d be in danger—or that you’d be assaulted by that rapist. It’s all my fault! If you want to hit me, go ahead! Maybe it’ll make me feel less guilty.”

Belinda froze, her face darkening.

Around them, doctors and nurses stopped in their tracks, staring at them in shock.

They hadn’t expected this to be what had happened.

Lucas had left Belinda to see Verena that day, and because of that, Belinda had been put in harm’s way…

It was clear to everyone now that Lucas cared more about Verena.

Belinda’s eyes turned cold as she stared at Verena.

She was just about to respond when a voice cut through the air.

“Who told you she was assaulted?”

A low, cold voice sliced through the tension like a blade.

Belinda’s eyes narrowed as she turned to identify the speaker.

Lucas had appeared.

His face was shadowed with anger, his gaze locked on Verena.

Verena flinched, startled by Lucas’s sudden presence.

“Lucas, I—” she began, but Lucas quickly cut her off.

“I asked you—who told you she was assaulted?” His voice was loud and cutting.

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