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Chapter 509

Chapter 509:
When Lucas heard that, his pupils constricted sharply, and his complexion turned ashen in an instant. He reached out abruptly, gripping the armrest next to him so tightly that it began to deform under the pressure.
At that moment, guilt and regret surged within him to an unbearable peak. He couldn’t bear to imagine what he would have done if something had really happened to Belinda tonight. If Belinda had been less skilled or had inhaled too much of the sedative, the consequences would have been unthinkable…
Lucas closed his eyes tightly, his face marked by pain and regret, reflecting the torment within him. Time seemed to stand still, but then, Lucas’ eyes snapped open, filled with a piercing, dangerous intensity.
Between clenched teeth, he commanded with fierce determination, “Find that man! I don’t care what it takes—find him as soon as possible!”
On the other end of the phone, Gordon felt a chill run down his spine and promptly straightened up. “Yes, Mr. Clark!” he replied.
After ending the call, Lucas clenched his fist and slammed it against the wall, leaving several cracks in the once-intact surface. He then reclined onto the bench, his grip on the armrest tightening gradually.
Swallowing hard, he was overwhelmed with a mix of anxiety and worry, the emotions complex. He barely remembered how he returned to the bench outside Belinda’s hospital room, the night seeming endless.
The next day, after the attending doctor confirmed that Belinda was well enough to be discharged, she stepped out of the room and saw Lucas waiting by the door.
She paused for a moment, but after just a few seconds, she averted her gaze and continued forward with a composed demeanor.
Lucas hurried after her. “Let me take you home,” he said.
Without even glancing at him, Belinda turned to the officer beside her and said, “Thank you for your help. Can you take me home?”
“Of course,” the officer responded with a smile and a nod.
Ultimately, Lucas could only watch as Belinda climbed into the officer’s car. Soon, the car drove off, and Lucas didn’t linger. He followed them in his own vehicle.
The injury on her neck was visible, and Belinda didn’t want her grandmother or Mollie to worry, so she returned to her house. Both the police and Lucas remained stationed outside her home.
Settling onto the couch in her living room, Belinda took out her phone and made a call.
The call was quickly connected. “Belinda?”
Without hesitation, Belinda said, “Harold, you promised me you wouldn’t try to set me up with Lucas again. Why did you arrange for us to have dinner alone last night?” Her voice was tinged with frustration as she posed the question.
“Uh, well…” Harold sounded somewhat embarrassed. After a brief pause, he attempted to explain. “I thought, since Lucas has figured out his feelings for you, maybe you could give him another chance. Belinda—”
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