Chapter 33

Chapter 33:
Belinda greeted her with a smile, saying, “Tinsley, it’s been a while.”
Belinda’s frequent meal deliveries over the years had made her a familiar face among the secretaries at the CEO’s office.
Tinsley Quinn, the secretary, looked puzzled for a moment. “I’m sorry, but may I ask, who are you?”
“I’m Belinda. Don’t you remember me, Tinsley?” Belinda said.
Tinsley’s expression shifted to one of astonishment at the name. “Mrs. Clark? What… You look so different now!” It was hard for the secretary to reconcile this version of Belinda with the one she remembered.
Belinda let out a gentle laugh, offering no further explanation, and simply asked, “Is Lucas here?”
“Yes, he’s in his office. Please, go right through,” Tinsley responded quickly.
Belinda acknowledged with a nod and approached Lucas’ office door. Then, she knocked softly.
Upon receiving permission to enter, she opened the door and walked inside.
Lucas’ reaction was immediate when he saw Belinda. His brow furrowed, and his tone turned cold. “Why are you here?”
Belinda placed the meal she had brought on his desk, avoiding eye contact. “Harold sent me to bring you lunch.”
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A smirk formed on Lucas’ face when he heard that. He believed she had likely used Harold’s request as an excuse to see him.
After all, when they had been staying together after their marriage, Belinda had taken the task of preparing his lunches into her own hands. He had only found out about this after Belinda had moved abroad when he noticed a change in the taste of his meals.
After questioning his assistant, he had uncovered the truth about Belinda preparing his lunches before.
Following Belinda’s departure, he had struggled to adapt. None of his meals felt right anymore, whether it was breakfast, coffee, or lunch. Nothing seemed to suit his preferences as before.
It was these sudden changes that made him realize how deeply Belinda had been integrated into his daily life.
He had even begun avoiding Reverie Villa, their home, where it was filled with reminders of Belinda.
Belinda had meticulously cared for his clothing, his shoes, and even his personal items, handling them with a devotion he hadn’t fully appreciated before.
Reflecting on these details stirred something in Lucas.
While he was still deep in thought, Belinda turned to leave the room.
“Stop!” Lucas suddenly said just as Belinda was walking away.
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