Chapter 870



Carmelita stomped her foot in anger before hurrying to catch up with them.

Belinda had been in low spirits all day.

In the evening, as she sat quietly with her head down, a faint frown creasing her brow, Lucas sighed inwardly. He finally broke the silence.

“Still thinking about Holley?”

He knew Carmelita’s petty antics wouldn’t bother Belinda for long. The real weight on Belinda’s mind had to be the matter of Holley.

Belinda lifted her head at his words, her lips pressed into a tight line.

After a moment of hesitation, she spoke.

“I just don’t get it… Why would my mother stage a car accident? What was she trying to achieve? Was it just to get me to forgive her? Sure, I was furious with her about that incident and ignored her for a while, but was that really a reason to go to such extremes?”

After a pause, she continued, “It’s like she desperately needed my forgiveness for some other reason. As if something terrible would happen if I didn’t forgive her. That just doesn’t make sense. Why would a mother use those tricks on her daughter? I don’t understand.” Her voice faltered, and she looked lost, trapped in a loop of questions she couldn’t answer.

Lucas studied her, his expression softening with concern as he noticed her slightly reddened eyes.

galnσν𝓮ℓs․cøm opens doors to new adventures Belinda said, “Actually… When I was little, my mother wasn’t like this. She was so good to me. How did she change so much as I got older?” This was the first time Belinda had opened up to Lucas about her mother like this. Though Lucas felt her pain, he also felt a flicker of warmth. He believed she was letting him in.

Reaching out, Lucas offered Belinda his hand.

Belinda blinked at the gesture and stood.

“Do you need something? I can get it for you.”

But Lucas remained silent. He gently clasped her hand in his.

Belinda froze, startled, and met his gaze with a dazed look.

“I’ll have someone look into Holley,” Lucas said softly, his voice gentle.

Belinda’s brow furrowed as she instinctively tried to pull away, but Lucas continued, “I think it’s better to uncover the truth than to stay in the dark, torturing yourself with guesses.”

Belinda remained silent for a long time, her gaze downcast. She didn’t say a word, but her silence meant she was acknowledging what Lucas had said.

“Alright, don’t overthink it,” Lucas said softly, breaking the silence. He reached out and ruffled Belinda’s hair, his touch light.

Belinda’s lips twitched into a half-pout as she pulled her hand away. She rolled her eyes, muttering, “You’re always so handsy!”

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