Chapter 592



At the Clark family’s residence, Belinda parked the car in front of the house and turned to Lucas.

“Get out.”

Lucas blinked at her and said, “Together.”

Belinda gave him a fierce glare. “Lucas, I’m warning you. Don’t push it!”

Lucas didn’t say anything, but he didn’t move, either. He just continued to sit there, staring at Belinda with wide, hopeful eyes.

Belinda inhaled deeply, retrieved her phone, and dialed a number.

“Hooper, I’m outside the house now. Could you come out for a moment?” she said.

“Sure, I’ll be right there,” Hooper responded promptly.

Belinda ended the call, exited her car, and opened the passenger door for Lucas. “Out,” she instructed.

Lucas complied, stepping out of the vehicle and moving toward Belinda, reaching for her.

Belinda retreated two steps, her gaze sharp. “Behave yourself.”

Moments later, the door of the house opened, and Hooper emerged, a puzzled expression on his face.

He said, “Mr. Clark, Belinda, why are you two…”

Find your favorite stories at g Ɐ ln σ ν𝒆 𝓁s., conn “Lucas is drunk,” Belinda said. “I brought him back. Could you help him inside?”

Hooper glanced at Lucas and nodded. “Of course.” He then moved to support Lucas.

But the moment Hooper touched Lucas…

“Don’t touch me!” Lucas recoiled, stumbling backward and falling heavily to the ground.

Seeing Lucas sitting on the ground with a bewildered expression, Belinda couldn’t help but laugh.

“Mr. Clark, are you alright? Let me help you up,” Hooper said, rushing to Lucas’ side.

“Don’t touch me!” Lucas repeated, his tone sharp.

Hooper stood there, unsure what to do. He then turned to Belinda, a plea in his eyes. “Belinda, I can’t help him when he’s like this. Could you help me get him inside?”

Belinda looked at Lucas on the ground, feeling resigned.

“Please,” Hooper said.

Belinda pressed her lips together for a moment, walked over to Lucas, and looked down at him. “Get up.”

At her command, Lucas immediately rose to his feet, reaching out for her hand. But he hesitated when he was about to touch her, instead clinging to the hem of her coat.

Belinda then walked towards the house with Lucas trailing closely behind.

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