?<strong>Chapter 565:</strong>


    When Belinda heard that, memories of their kisses shed through her mind.


    Her eyes widened, her voice turning sharper. “You can’t use your mouth, either!”


    Lucas could tell immediately what Belinda was thinking.


    His grin widened mischievously, and he yfully retorted, “So, I can’t use my mouth to speak? That’s a bit cruel, don’t you think?”


    Belinda blinked and then shot him a fierce look. “I don’t want to hear you talk anyway!”


    She pushed past Lucas, striding forward determinedly.


    A smile spread across Lucas’s face as he trailed behind Belinda.


    With the ointment she had just purchased, Belinda squeezed some onto a cotton swab and began dabbing it gently on Lucas’s injured hand.


    Lucas watched Belinda, a look of softness momentarily recing the usual sharpness in his eyes.


    Caught by a sudden thought, he asked, “How are you nning to handle things with your mother?”


    Belinda paused, her eyebrows knitting together as she looked up. “What do you mean? She’s my mother. I can’t do anything to her.”


    Lucas fell silent.


    He hadn’t done anything to Holley to teach her a lesson because she was Belinda’s mother.


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    Had it been anyone else, he wouldn’t have hesitated to act.


    Yet, he feltpelled to issue some form of warning to Holley.


    As Lucas thought about this, he raised an eyebrow and looked at Belinda.


    A loose strand of her hair caught his attention, and he reached out, intending to brush it aside.


    However, Belinda’s stern look halted him mid-gesture.


    Lucas withdrew his hand and gave an awkwardugh.


    After finishing applying the ointment, Belinda screwed the cap back on and passed the ointment to Lucas.


    She then looked at him with a calm expression. “Lucas, you need to stop bringing me meals and following me around. It’s unnecessary. I’m serious—I’m ready to start a new life now.”


    Lucas’s expression grew intense, his breathing heavier. “By a new life, do you mean one without me?”


    “Yes,” Belinda replied without hesitation.


    Lucas’s face darkened, his features tightening in anger. “Don’t even think about that! You pursued me first, and now, you want to leave just as I’vee to realize my feelings for you? YOU can’t do that!”


    Belinda was furious when she heard that.


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