?<strong>Chapter 391:</strong>


    Lucas offered no reply.


    Belinda took a deep breath to steady herself. Then, she said, “I need to set this straight—Verena threw herself down those stairs to pin the me on me. My hand reached out to catch her, nothing more. Lucas, do you trust me?” Her gaze was intense, locked on Lucas. She searched for any emotion on his face.


    Still, Lucas said nothing, his eyes unwavering. Yet, the silence and his unreadable look told Belinda everything she needed to know—he did not believe her. The realization cut through her like a knife.


    Before Lucas could speak, Belinda let out a scoff and said, “Well then, if you’ve already made up your mind that I’m the culprit, I won’t exin myself. What’s your n for revenge, Lucas? Are you thinking of throwing me down the stairs, too?”


    Her stare was calm and unflinching as she awaited his response.


    Lucas thought he might have imagined it, but there seemed to be a hint of hurt in Belinda’s words. A throbbing pain spread through his chest as if something had pricked his heart. But quickly, his expression hardened. He reminded himself not to be deceived by Belinda. Earlier in the garden, her smile had shone brightly as she epted Johnson’s confession of love.


    Lucas couldn’t figure out how to respond to Belinda now.


    Even though he might have witnessed Belinda pushing Verena, he felt no urge to confront Belinda or ask her to apologize to Verena. Yet, the image of her with Johnson ignited a fierce anger within him.


    Seeing Lucas stay silent for so long, Belinda wasn’t sure whether to feel relieved that he hadn’t asked her to apologize to Verena. Her lips twitched into a slight smile before sheposed herself, fixing her gaze on Lucas. “Tomorrow at 10 in the morning, we should head to the courthouse and get a divorce.”


    “What did you just say?!” Lucas’ expression darkened instantly. His eyes red with anger as he stared at Belinda, his face contorted with fury. Without a moment’s pause, he reached out and yanked Belinda from the sofa. Gritting his teeth, he said in a low voice, “Repeat what you just said!”


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    His tone was chilling like ice.


    Calmly, Belinda met his intense look. “Remember our agreement? After Harold’s birthday, we would finalize our divorce.”


    As Lucas processed her words, his jaw tightened, his stare prating as he tried to discern if her deration was spurred by anger or genuine intent.


    Belinda looked Lucas in the eye, her expression calm and unwavering.


    As the realization that Belinda truly wanted a divorce sank in, Lucas’ hold on Belinda’s shoulders grew firmer, his expression turning dark. Inhaling deeply, Lucas said slowly, “Belinda, consider what you’re saying—once we get a divorce, we will be strangers to each other forever.”


    “I’ve already given this a lot of thought. I have been waiting for the day of our divorce for too long,” Belinda said without hesitation.


    At that moment, her heart was at peace. She convinced herself it was time to open her eyes to reality. She should have abandoned any hope for her marriage to Lucas long ago. She should have let go of Lucas a long time ago.


    Lucas’ forehead was marked by throbbing veins, his blood vessels nearly bursting. He fought hard to keep his emotions in check. He looked at Belinda once more, letting go of her shoulders as a slight, mocking smile yed on his lips. “Very well. The day has finallye. I will finally be free of you and marry Verena soon.”


    The words seemed to force their way through his clenched teeth.


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