Chapter 1842:
Lucas nodded thoughtfully, then said, “True, you don’t have a birthmark now. But could you have had one as a child that faded over time? Or perhaps Holley had it removed for you when you were young?”
Belinda nibbled her lip, considering the possibility.
“That could be true. We should ask my grandmother; she would know for sure.”
Lucas agreed.
“Yes, Kenia cared for you when you were young. She would remember if you had a birthmark.”
“I’ll go ask her now,” Belinda said. Unable to delay after hearing this revelation, she rose swiftly from the couch and left the room.
Stepping into Kenia’s room, Belinda felt her heart grow heavy.
“Belinda, is something wrong? Is there something you want to say to me?” Kenia asked, sensing her granddaughter’s mood.
Belinda sat beside Kenia, mustering a faint smile.
“It’s nothing serious. Lucas and I were chatting today, and he mentioned having a birthmark as a child that eventually faded. It got me curious, so I wanted to know if I had a birthmark when I was little.”
Kenia’s face shifted subtly, her expression tinged with confusion at the unusual question.
“You never had a birthmark,” she answered firmly.
Belinda’s breath caught, and she pressed, uncertain.
“Not even as a baby?”
Kenia’s response was unwavering.
“No, never. I raised you myself; don’t you think I would know if you had one?”
Belinda fell quiet, her mind reeling.
No birthmark meant she couldn’t be Holley’s child.
If she wasn’t Holley’s daughter, then who were her real parents?
Noticing Belinda’s troubled look, Kenia frowned with concern.
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“Belinda, what’s going on? Why are you asking about this out of the blue?”
Belinda’s lips trembled as she met Kenia’s gaze, her expression complex.
Taking a steadying breath, she said, “Grandma, can you tell me about my birth? Everything, from the moment I came into this world?”
Kenia let out a weary sigh.
“I don’t know why you’re suddenly asking about this, but I really cannot give you the answer you want. Because… when you were born, I was not there.”
Belinda blinked. Her breath caught in her throat.
“Not there?” she echoed, stunned.
Kenia’s lips pressed into a thin line. Her gaze drifted to the floor. She had only one daughter—Holley. And Holley had a child out of wedlock. That much was always clear.
Belinda tried to piece things together. For a mother, childbirth was no small ordeal. There was no way Kenia, of all people, would let Holley go through something like that alone.
Kenia’s voice dropped to almost a whisper.
