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Chapter 785

Chapter 785:
“What’s the matter, Belinda?” Lucas asked, regarding her with a tender expression.
Belinda approached him, retrieving a bandage from her bag and handing it to Lucas with a hint of awkwardness. “You should put this on your neck.”
The bite mark was a remnant from the previous day when she had nipped him in a fit of rage.
At the time, she hadn’t given it much thought, but now, it stood out, a reminder of their intimate encounter.
Upon hearing this, Lucas raised an eyebrow playfully and leaned his neck toward Belinda. “I can’t see it. Why don’t you do it for me?”
“There’s a mirror in your car; just do it yourself!” Belinda retorted sharply, feeling flustered.
To Belinda’s astonishment, Lucas replied with a teasing grin, “Then I won’t do it. I think my neck looks fine just the way it is.”
“You!” Belinda exclaimed, feeling a hint of irritation at his playful defiance.
Lucas remained unfazed.
Finally, Belinda gritted her teeth and relented.
With a sigh, she tore open the bandage packaging with determination and affixed it to Lucas’ neck with purpose.
Her movements were somewhat rough—almost as if she were intentionally retaliating against Lucas.
Lucas just looked at Belinda with an affectionate gaze that spoke volumes of his feelings for her.
“Keep it on until the mark fades. Don’t let anyone see the mark; understood?” Belinda glared at him fiercely.
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“Alright, as you wish,” Lucas replied with a cheeky nod and a grin that lit up his face.
Belinda then glanced at him one more time and added with sincerity, “And your head—make sure to have it examined at the hospital when you return home.”
“Okay,” Lucas said in a gentle voice. “Don’t worry; it doesn’t hurt anymore.”
“I am not worried about you!” Belinda shot him an exasperated look before finally turning away.
Something warm stirred within Lucas; he couldn’t help but smile as he watched Belinda leave.
Once inside the car, Belinda promptly closed her eyes and attempted to doze off.
She had only managed to steal a few hours of sleep last night and was now exceedingly fatigued, her body craving rest.
Johnson drove Belinda home.
Upon arriving at her place, Belinda entered the access code and stepped inside.
However, as soon as she entered her house, an unusual sound caught her attention—the unmistakable sound of the television.
Who could possibly be watching TV in her home?
After a brief moment of surprise, Belinda quickly figured out the answer.
She walked toward the living room and was greeted by Kenia and Holley seated comfortably on the couch, engrossed in whatever show had captured their attention.
She had granted Kenia access to her place long ago and had even registered her fingerprint in the digital lock for convenience.
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