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Chapter 369

Chapter 369:
Lucas began to explain, “Verena was kidnapped yesterday by an old business rival of mine. I couldn’t just do nothing.”
Despite his explanation, Harold’s face remained stern. He glared at Lucas and said coldly, “So, you just left Belinda alone by the pool? Do you know she can’t swim? Do you know that because you left, she fell into the pool and almost drowned?”
Harold’s voice grew sharper as he spoke.
“What happened?” Lucas asked, his expression changing in an instant.
Harold scoffed, “What happened? You’ve got the nerve to ask that? If it weren’t for a maid passing by and hearing Belinda’s cries for help, jumping in to save her, you’d only be seeing her corpse right now!”
Harold still felt shaken by the matter. The situation had been extremely dangerous yesterday. Most of the servants had been in the living room at that time, far from the pool, and hadn’t heard Belinda’s cries for help. Had the maid not been there by chance, the consequences would have been dire.
Lucas’ complexion grew pale immediately.
The word “corpse” struck him like a dagger to the heart. He couldn’t imagine what he would have done if something had truly happened to Belinda.
Harold continued, his voice sharp, “When Belinda was having a high fever last night, where were you? You were still not home!”
Lucas’ expression grew dark. Worry and anxiety filled his eyes as he faced Harold and blurted out, “Why didn’t you call me?”
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Harold scoffed derisively, “Why should we call you? You were so wrapped up in Verena’s affairs. If that’s the case, you might as well just care for her only!”
Taking a deep breath, Lucas turned silently and headed upstairs.
Watching Lucas hurry away, Norma spoke to Harold. “I think Lucas still cares about Belinda.”
“Do you think Belinda will appreciate his delayed concern?” Harold responded in a calm voice.
Norma paused, her lips moving slightly, but ultimately, she said nothing. It was clear to her now. She believed Belinda was completely disappointed in Lucas after what had happened yesterday.
Upon returning to the bedroom, Lucas found Belinda still asleep. He walked over quietly and sat by the bed.
Belinda’s face was noticeably flushed, beads of sweat dotting her forehead. The hair at her temples was damp, making her look very fragile.
When Lucas saw Belinda like this, a profound sense of guilt and concern washed over him. He gently wiped the sweat from her forehead with a tissue. Then, he settled into the chair beside the bed, maintaining a silent vigil.
Two hours later, Belinda’s eyes fluttered open.
The first sight that greeted her was Lucas sitting by her bed.
When Belinda saw Lucas, her expression remained unchanged, and her dark eyes betrayed no emotion. It was as if he were merely a stranger to her.
“You’re awake,” Lucas said, noticing her eyes open.
Belinda offered no response. She propped herself up, attempting to sit.
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