?<strong>Chapter 420:</strong>


    But for Belinda, she truly didn’t want to be with Lucas anymore, especially since he didn’t care about her at all. Belinda shut her eyes tightly and allowed the shower’s stream to repeatedly drench her face and body.


    Throughout the night, sleep eluded Belinda as she was haunted by a session of nightmares. Each time she stirred awake, she would sink back into distressing dreams as soon as she closed her eyes again.


    The next morning, she showed up at the hospital, visibly worn, with dark circles under her eyes. Kylee, observing Belinda’s fatigued appearance, couldn’t suppress a subtle smirk. She approached Belinda, her voiceced with a seemingly caring tone as she said, “Belinda, considering you and Mr. rk are no longer together, this might be a time you could use some support. I can help clear your name, and maybe after that, you can still get back together with Mr. rk. What do you think?”


    Despite the seemingly kind words, Kylee’s tone was filled with gloating.


    Belinda let out a coldugh, her gaze filled with contempt as she looked down at Kylee. “My dear sister, this must be the oue you have been hoping for, right?” she said.


    Kylee feigned shock and responded, “Belinda, what are you saying? I would never rejoice at your misfortune. As your sister, I’m hurt by your words.”


    Belinda had no time for such pretentiousness. She said directly, “No matter the status of my marriage, Lucas would never fall for you. He wouldn’t even nce in your direction. So, Kylee, it’s best you discard any hopes of being with Lucas.”


    With that, Belinda strode past Kylee and headed towards the office.


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    In an instant, Kylee’s face lost color, her anger evident.


    Kylee was furious. What did Belinda even know? Kylee clenched her fists, her mind racing with indignation. She believed there was no way she would lose to Verena. That woman—whether in terms of family background or appearance—couldn’t hold a candle to her. Compared to Verena, she definitely had more of a chance to be with Lucas.


    Kylee clenched her teeth as frustration burned within her. Without a word, she turned sharply on her heel and walked away.


    In the afternoon, just as Lucas stepped out of Verena’s hospital room, he noticed Kylee standing near the door and paused. Her posture wasposed, but the tension in her frame betrayed her nervousness. It was clear she had been waiting for him.


    Lucas’ eyes flicked to her briefly, impatience shing across his features before he resumed walking.


    Kylee moved toward him without hesitation, her voice soft and almost apologetic. “Mr. rk, do you have a moment? I’d like to talk to you,” she said.


    “We have nothing to discuss,” Lucas replied coldly, his tone clipped. Without sparing her a second nce, he brushed past her.


    But Kylee wasn’t deterred. She quickly caught up with Lucas, her heels clicking against the tiled floor. “Wait, Mr. rk!” she called after him. “What I want to talk about is rted to Belinda.”


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