Chapter 869



Lucas’ eyes met Nigel’s briefly, his gaze calm as he replied, “You’re always welcome to visit me. But as for the others…” He left the sentence unfinished, but the unspoken message was clear.

Carmelita’s face paled further, her expression crumbling into one of utter defeat. She opened her mouth, but before she could utter a single word, a frosty glare from Devin silenced her instantly.

“I understand,” Nigel replied, nodding.

Harold had remained silent throughout the exchange, watching as the Davidson family left. He didn’t think Belinda was in the wrong at all. And he was extremely satisfied with Lucas’ defense of Belinda.

“I’m sorry for that, Harold…” Belinda said softly, her gaze lowering.

“Why are you apologizing?” Harold’s brow furrowed.

“You’ve done nothing wrong. The only one who should be apologizing is Carmelita.”

Belinda pressed her lips together, nodding faintly and choosing not to say anything.

After leaving Lucas’ hospital room, Carmelita could no longer contain her fury. Her voice rose sharply as she vented her frustration.

“Belinda went too far! She actually—”

“Enough!” Devin barked, his tone sharp and filled with anger.

“Why did you say those things earlier?”

gαℓησν𝒆𝓁s․cо𝗺, your storytelling home “Carmelita, your behavior today was disgraceful!” Nigel chimed in, his voice brimming with frustration. His stern tone left no room for argument.

But Carmelita wasn’t ready to back down. Being chastised by both her grandfather and brother only fueled her fury. Her face flushed with indignation as she snapped, “What did I do wrong? Everything I said was the truth! Belinda couldn’t handle it, so she retaliated by dragging my past into this! She’s the one who crossed the line! Did she even stop to think about how exposing my past reflects on you or Devin?”

“Carmelita, when you talk about Belinda like that, do you ever think about how Lucas and Harold might feel?” Devin shot back, his tone sharp.

“You keep badmouthing her. Where are your manners?”

Nigel’s face was dark, disappointment etched into his features as he looked at Carmelita.

Carmelita, unfazed, turned to Devin with an icy glare.

“Let me make this clear, Devin. I don’t like Belinda, and I’ll never agree to her becoming my sister-in-law!”

Devin’s expression hardened instantly. His gaze locked on Carmelita.

“I like her, and that’s enough,” he declared, his voice firm.

Without waiting for a response, he spun on his heel and walked away.

Nigel also ignored Carmelita and followed Devin.

Left behind, Carmelita clenched her fists as frustration bubbled over. This was all Belinda’s fault, that bitch! That woman was nothing but trouble!

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