Chapter 994:
While she spoke, her face remained emotionless, radiating an icy aloofness. Yet, in reality, each syllable felt like a dagger, slicing deeply into her heart, the pain nearly unbearable.
Lucas fixed his gaze on Belinda, his eyes unyielding, searching for any trace of warmth behind her cold facade. Even though he understood that she was deliberately uttering these cruel words to drive him away, they still wounded him profoundly.
After steadying his emotions, Lucas drew in a deep breath, the weight of his feelings pressing heavily on his chest. “I refuse to believe a single word you just said.”
His eyes were gentle yet unwavering, reflecting a love that refused to be extinguished. “Regardless of what you say, I will not leave you.”
When Belinda heard his declaration, a sharp ache pierced her chest, and her composure threatened to shatter.
“Believe it or not, that’s your concern,” she replied coldly, turning her head away.
After a pause, she said in an icy voice, “You should leave now.”
Lucas chose not to press further. He rose from the couch with a heavy heart, lowering his eyes to conceal his sorrow. “Belinda, don’t deceive yourself into thinking you can push me away by doing this,” he said in a husky tone.
With that, Lucas turned on his heel and departed before Belinda could respond.
It was only when the sound of the door closing echoed through the room that Belinda’s rigid posture gradually softened, inch by inch. Tears cascaded down her cheeks in heavy streams, each drop reflecting the depth of her internal torment.
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Belinda found herself at a loss for words. She had long since come to realize that Lucas cared for—no, cherished—her with a sincerity that was rare.
She was equally convinced that, even if the worst-case scenario unfolded and she was diagnosed with a grave illness, Lucas would never abandon her.
But precisely because of that certainty, she could not allow him to remain by her side. She could not bear to be a burden to him.
Just then, the abrupt ringing of her phone jolted her from her reverie.
When she saw the caller ID, her brow furrowed slightly before she slid her finger across the screen to answer the call. “Hello.”
“Ms. Wright, are you… alright?” Darwin’s voice drifted through, filled with concern.
“I’m fine,” Belinda responded coolly.
“Where are you staying? I want to visit you,” Darwin said.
“That won’t be necessary,” Belinda declined without a moment’s hesitation.
A brief silence ensued before Darwin inquired, “Was the matter an accident, or was it deliberate?”
“I haven’t determined that yet,” Belinda replied, withholding the truth. “I’m sure you’ll be fine,” Darwin said with conviction, his voice a beacon of support.
Belinda replied, “I believe that, too.”
After a brief pause, she added, “I am feeling weary and need to rest. I think I will hang up now.”
“Alright, rest well,” Darwin replied.
