?<strong>Chapter 413:</strong>


    Belinda inhaled deeply, maintaining herposure as she carefully chose her words. “Lucas, we are already divorced. Let’s just wish each other the best and go our separate ways, alright?”


    This caused Lucas to narrow his eyes sharply.


    He suddenly pressed the brake pedal.


    The vehicle stopped abruptly.


    Swiftly, Belinda unfastened her seatbelt, swung open the door, and stepped onto the pavement.


    She advanced with determination, limping slightly but unyieldingly.


    As Belinda’s resolute silhouette receded, Lucas’ expression changed with a mix of emotions.


    Eventually, he decisively exited the car and hurried towards Belinda.


    Without warning, he scooped her up and slung her over his shoulder.


    Belinda hung upside down, her stomach pressing hard against Lucas’ sturdy shoulder.


    “Lucas! What are you doing?” she shouted, thumping his back in fury.


    “Stay still!” Lucas said coldly.


    Belinda froze momentarily before she started to protest, but Lucas was already marching back to the car.


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    He gave her a stern look and said, “Unless you want me to call your grandmother and let her escort you to the hospital, keep quiet and cooperate.”


    Belinda was livid, speechless.


    She was about to unleash her anger but then reconsidered.


    It wasn’t worth the effort.


    Given her condition, handling a hospital visit alone would be a bit difficult.


    If Lucas was determined to take her to the hospital, she would just let him.


    Silence settled over Belinda.


    Lucas then drove her to the Grand ins General Hospital.


    Following a consultation, the doctor advised a medicated spray and the use of ice packs.


    Exiting the consultation room, Lucas assisted Belinda into a temporary ward.


    After a nurse brought the ice packs, Lucas ced them on Belinda’s swollen ankle.


    Havingpleted the task, Lucas coldly said, “I’m leaving now.”


    He didn’t wait for her response and strode out of the ward.


    Belinda’s gaze lingered on his departing back.


    Her lips slightly parted as she was about to say something, but eventually, no words came out.


    She had, after all, wanted Lucas to leave.


    Now, Belinda increasingly felt the need to distance herself from him.


    His mere presence, every word and gesture, affected her emotions so easily.


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