Chapter 1528
Belinda excused herself to visit the bathroom for a moment.
As she emerged, ready to wash her hands at the marble sink, she noticed Enzo approaching.
“Belinda,” Enzo greeted her with a smile.
Belinda chose not to acknowledge him and continued washing her hands.
Unfazed by her cold reception, Enzo maintained his smile and turned his full attention to her, asking with calculated interest, “Your relationship with Lucas is quite stable now, isn’t it?”
Belinda’s eyebrows twitched with barely contained irritation. She responded, “How does that concern you?”
Enzo released a soft, amused chuckle. “I find myself genuinely delighted for your happiness. Please accept my heartfelt congratulations on finally finding true love after enduring tremendous hardships.”
“I appreciate your kind sentiments,” Belinda replied with strained politeness.
Enzo smoothly changed the topic. “However, surely you must realize that my uncle has always possessed extraordinary charisma, attracting countless devoted admirers wherever he goes. Numerous women actively covet your position as his girlfriend. You must defend this precious position with unwavering determination and vigilance.”
His words caused Belinda’s expression to darken with visible displeasure.
She offered him a smile that didn’t reach her eyes. “I’m grateful for your reminder, but Lucas and I require absolutely no concern or interference from you whatsoever.”
With that, Belinda decisively turned off the flowing faucet.
Enzo retrieved a tissue and extended it toward her with seemingly good intentions. “Here.”
“That won’t be necessary,” Belinda said, and she walked purposefully toward the tissue box.
Since the box was near Enzo, she found herself compelled to pass by him.
As Belinda glided past him with graceful movements, Enzo straightened his posture and leaned slightly in her direction, his gaze deliberate. He noticed her subtle fragrance as she passed by. He allowed his eyelids to flutter closed and drew in a deep breath of her scent.
Remaining completely oblivious to his inappropriate behavior, Belinda efficiently retrieved a tissue and left the area without a backward glance.
Only when the soft echo of her footsteps had completely faded into silence did Enzo slowly allow his eyes to reopen, a look of languid satisfaction on his face.
He moved deliberately toward the very sink where Belinda had just washed her hands, gently caressing the faucet handle she had touched before bringing his hand to his nose and inhaling.
Though no actual scent remained on the cold metal surface, Enzo wore an expression of pure contentment as he smelled his hand, closing his eyes once again.
A faint, deliberate smile tugged at the corners of Enzo’s lips. When he opened his eyes, a peculiar glimmer danced in them—something unreadable.