?<strong>Chapter 253:</strong>


    When she noticed that Lucas remained standing at her bedside, she couldn’t help but look at him and say, “You don’t need to stay here.


    You should head to work now.” But Lucas only stared at her in silence.


    “Don’t worry,” Belinda added. “If your dad asks about this, I’ll tell him I was the one who insisted that you go to work.


    I’ll make sure he doesn’t me you.”


    Lucas’ expression darkened at that.


    Well, wasn’t this the oue he wanted? Why was he feeling upset at her wanting him to leave now?


    After a pause, Lucas gritted his teeth and did leave.


    Belinda watched calmly until he disappeared through the door.


    Then, she got back to finishing the soup.


    She wasn’t sure what she was thinking now.


    When she was done eating, she waited for about half an hour before taking the medicine.


    She then called the hospital to tell them that she would be taking a day off before burying her head into her pillows for more sleep.


    Lucas returned to the house at noon.


    He wasn’t quite sure why he had rushed back as soon as lunch break started.


    What in the world was he doing here?


    “Oh, Mr. rk!” Hooper eximed in surprise when he saw Lucas. “Why are you home at this hour?”


    Then, something urred to him, and his face broke into a smile. “Ah, you must be worried about Mrs. rk.


    She is fine.


    She has already had lunch, and she has taken her medicine as well.”


    Lucas’ face tightened with obvious unease. “I just came home to get some documents I left behind.”


    Then, he quickly went upstairs before Hooper could reply.


    Hooper chuckled to himself as he watched Lucas leave.


    Did Lucas really need to retrieve the documents at home himself?


    That was clearly an excuse.


    Lucas’ eyes darted toward the bed the moment he stepped into the bedroom.


    When he saw that it was empty, he furrowed his brows slightly.


    He was about to go and search for Belinda when he suddenly heard a loud thud.


    At the sound of that, Lucas’ expression shifted instantly, rm shing across his face.


    He turned sharply toward the source.


    The sound wasing from the bathroom!


    Lucas strode to the bathroom door, his movements quick and urgent.


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