Chapter 858



For ten long seconds, she stared at the caller ID before swiping to answer the call.

“Hello?”

“Belinda, why didn’t you come home the night before last? Are you… Are you still upset with me?” Holley’s hesitant voice came through the line.

Belinda believed Holley had no idea that Lucas had been hospitalized for saving her.

Belinda’s tone was cold.

“I’ll come home today.”

Before Holley could respond, Belinda hung up the phone.

“Was that Holley?” Lucas asked, his gaze fixed on Belinda. He had overheard part of their conversation.

Belinda gave a slight nod.

“Yes.”

“Then go back now,” Lucas said. He could tell that the unanswered questions were weighing on Belinda’s mind. She wouldn’t find peace until she got the clarity she needed.

Belinda hesitated, her eyes lingering on Lucas.

“But you—”

Lucas interjected, “Gordon is here with me.”

“Yes, Ms. Wright. I’ll take care of Mr. Clark. He will be fine; you don’t need to worry,” Gordon said, his tone reassuring.

Belinda stayed quiet for a moment, clearly torn. After a while, she finally nodded.

“Alright, I’ll leave now.”

Lucas gave her a faint smile.

“Go ahead.”

Without another word, Belinda turned on her heel and left the ward.

At Vera Villas.

When Belinda arrived, she found Kenia and Sarai already there.

Holley, lounging on the sofa, immediately stood up when she spotted Belinda.

“Belinda…” she began, her tone a mix of hesitation and hope as she moved toward her.

But her enthusiasm dimmed the moment she realized Belinda had come empty-handed.

She hesitated for a moment before saying, “Belinda, are you still mad at me? Look, I know I said some awful things last time, but I didn’t mean it that way. I was just upset; that’s all.”

Her words hinted at the argument they had had last time—the one involving Lucas.

Belinda stayed composed, her lips parting just enough to let her calm yet cutting voice slip through.

“The reason I didn’t come home the night before last is because I ran into Minna when I went out to buy you cakes, and she tried to kill me.”

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