Chapter 981



After flushing the toilet and sanitizing the area, Belinda moved sluggishly toward the sink.

She lifted her gaze to the mirror, only to be met with her own pale face.

She hadn’t expected the medication’s side effects to hit her this fast.

And this… was only the beginning.

After washing her hands, she finally opened the bathroom door and stepped out.

Bethany was waiting. The moment she saw Belinda, she rushed forward to steady her. “Belinda, are you okay? What happened? What made you throw up?”

Belinda replied, “It’s nothing serious. Just a reaction to the preventive meds.”

Bethany’s expression darkened. She hadn’t expected the side effects to be this severe.

Seeing Belinda so weak and pale, Bethany’s chest tightened.

During dinner, Belinda barely touched her food. After a few small bites, she set her fork down.

“Belinda, are you not eating anymore?” Holley asked, her tone laced with concern.

Belinda shook her head. “I really can’t eat anymore. You guys can continue without me.”

“I’m finished, too,” Bethany announced. Pushing back her chair, she stood. “Come on, I’ll go upstairs with you, Belinda.”

She glanced at Holley. “Could you handle the cleanup for us?”

“Of course, you two go ahead.” Holley nodded.

After helping Belinda back to her room, Bethany made an excuse about forgetting something and slipped downstairs again.

As she neared the dining area, she halted. Through the doorway, she spotted Holley—gloves on, a mask covering her face.

Holley wasn’t just clearing the dishes; she was spraying them down with alcohol disinfectant.

Then, to Bethany’s shock, Holley tossed every single plate Belinda had used straight into the trash. Bethany’s breathing grew heavier.

But what came next made her chest burn with anger.

Holley, without hesitation, began spraying alcohol directly onto Belinda’s chair—the spot where she had just been sitting.

It seemed Holley thought Belinda was a contagion, and every place she had touched needed to be scrubbed clean.

Bethany clenched her jaw, her fists curling tightly at her sides. Rage surged through her.

She was just about to storm in and confront Holley when a figure walked past her.

Belinda strode past Bethany and entered the dining room.

Bethany froze, her eyes widening.

She hadn’t noticed Belinda’s presence earlier at all.

Across the room, Holley’s face changed instantly the moment she caught sight of Belinda.

A flicker of panic crossed her eyes. “Belinda, you… Why are you back?” she blurted out, her voice unsteady.

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