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Chapter 230

Chapter 230:
With those words, she turned back to the couch and continued reviewing her documents.
Lucas watched her composed figure, his brow furrowing in frustration.
Despite being the one to refuse Belinda, he couldn’t shake the sense of discomfort gnawing at him inside.
Lucas reminded himself that he had made the right decision.
Divorcing Belinda was inevitable, so there was no point in fostering any deeper connection between them.
Besides, he had already allowed her to influence his emotions far more than he should have recently.
Resolving to keep his distance, Lucas stepped into the bathroom, letting the cold water wash over his face and clear his thoughts.
Meanwhile, Belinda sat alone, her long lashes fluttering as she lowered her gaze.
A bitter smile tugged at her lips.
How foolish she had been, she thought, recalling how she had invited Lucas to join her and her grandmother for a meal.
Were they even close enough for that?
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They were nothing more than a couple in name.
She shouldn’t have asked Lucas if he had free time tomorrow.
Still, she knew Kenia would probably be disappointed when she realized Lucas wouldn’t be there.
That night, neither Belinda nor Lucas found much sleep.
The next morning, Belinda chose to take the day off from work.
When she went to see her grandmother, her spirits lifted at the sight of her.
Her face lit up with excitement as she rushed over.
“Grandma!” she called out, wrapping her arms around the older woman.
“Calm down, sweetheart,” Kenia chuckled, gently patting Belinda’s back.
“I’ve missed you so much, Grandma!” Belinda said, pouting playfully like a child.
Kenia’s warm smile softened Belinda’s heart.
At that moment, all her previous worries and sadness seemed to melt away.
“I’ve missed you, too, my dear,” Kenia said, her voice filled with tenderness.
From the side, Holley said with a resigned smile, “Alright, Belinda, you’re not a little girl anymore! Stop hogging your grandmother. She and Sarai must be starving. Let’s go have a meal.”
Reluctantly, Belinda let go of Kenia and turned to the young woman standing beside her grandmother.
“Sarai!” Belinda greeted warmly.
“Sarai,” Sarai replied with a warm smile, “You’re even more beautiful in person.”
Belinda returned the smile but remained silent. She and Sarai shared a long history. Years ago, Sarai had been her neighbor. Her parents’ constant arguments often left her to fend for herself, scrounging for meals wherever she could. Moved by compassion, Kenia had asked Sarai to join them for meals, eventually adopting her after a tragic accident claimed Sarai’s parents’ lives.
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