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    When Belinda had watched him lying still on the stretcher—looking so pale—she had suddenlyprehended just how profoundly she dreaded losing him…


    Just then, a shrill ring interrupted Belinda’s thoughts: it was her phone.


    She sniffled softly before retrieving her phone from her bag.


    It was Harold calling.


    With trembling fingers that betrayed her anxiety, she answered the call.


    “Hello, Harold…”


    “Belinda! How is Lucas? Where are you now?” Harold inquired urgently, concerncing his voice.


    Belinda swallowed hard before replying in a choked voice, “Lucas has been taken into surgery; I’m unaware of his condition yet. I’m at the Grand ins General Hospital outside the VIP operating room on the 7th floor.”


    “Alright, we’ll be there immediately!” Harold said quickly before ending the call.


    Before long, Johnson’s call also came through.


    Belinda answered the call.


    “Hello…”


    “Belinda, how is Lucas?” Johnson asked anxiously.


    “He just entered surgery…” Belinda replied before pausing briefly, as if recalling something significant.


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    “How did you find out about the incident?”


    “The footage of your assault by Minna was recorded and uploaded online. Since it pertains to Lucas, the video was shared tens of thousands of times,” Johnson exined.


    “Are you at the Grand ins General Hospital? I will be there right away!”


    Belinda quickly told Johnson her exact location inside the hospital.


    After that, they ended the call.


    Belinda put away her phone and lowered her head in despair.


    She felt aplex mix of emotions now.


    She was so afraid of losing Lucas.


    As each torturous second ticked by, waiting morphed into an unbearable torment for her soul.


    Suddenly, a familiar voice pierced through her thoughts like a beacon of light in the darkness.


    “Belinda!” Bethany’s voice resonated through the corridor.


    Bethany, along with Johnson and Vincent, had arrived.


    When Belinda saw Bethany, her tears flowed once more.


    Bethany hurried over and wrapped her arms around Belinda, gently patting her back.


    “It’s okay! Lucas will be fine,” she whispered soothingly.


    Belinda clung to Bethany, but her tears only came faster, spilling over uncontrobly.


    She had always thought of herself as strong.


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