?<strong>Chapter 865:</strong>


    True to his word, Darwin wasted no time. Less than thirty minutester, he entered Lucas’ hospital room.


    “Ms. Wright, Mr. rk, I owe you both a sincere apology,” Darwin said, his voice tinged with regret.


    Belinda remained silent, her expression unreadable.


    Lucas, however, met Darwin’s words with a cold demeanor. His gaze, sharp and unyielding, settled on Darwin.


    “Mr. Lambert, it’s good that you understand the trouble you’ve caused. If you truly recognize it, then the best course of action is to keep your distance from us entirely from now on. This time, I was there to protect Belinda, to shield her from the consequences of your carelessness. But what if I hadn’t been there that day? What would have happened then? If something bad had truly befallen Belinda because of you, how could you possibly make up for it?”


    At this juncture, Lucas’ voice had taken on an edge.


    Darwin found himself at a loss for words in response to Lucas’ words. It was indeed due to him that Minna had developed a deep-seated loathing for Belinda—this was an undeniable truth.


    “This will not ur again!” Darwin said earnestly after a while, his demeanor solemn.


    “I will never allow Minna another opportunity to create turmoil in your life. And I will ensure she never inflicts harm on Ms. Wright again.”


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    His tone was serious, each syble weighted with sincerity. As he spoke, his eyes rested on Belinda. This promise was meant for her.


    Lucas’ demeanor instantly turned even more frigid. He let out a softugh, tinged with disbelief.


    “Mr. Lambert, let’s not kid ourselves. You and Belinda are, at best, acquaintances. There’s no need for grand derations or promises. Moreover, you can’t even uphold them.”


    After a pause, he continued, “Can you truly guarantee that another admirer of yours won’t grow jealous or resentful? Will you vow that no one else will hate Belinda for merely having a conversation with you or sharing a meal? The simplest and most effective solution is this: keep your distance from Belinda. Stay far enough away from her. That’s the only way to ensure nothing like the incident this time happens again.”


    Belinda sat quietly to the side, refraining from speaking.


    Darwin’s eyes flickered with conflicting emotions as his fists clenched involuntarily in frustration. He wanted to argue, to defend himself, but the incident with Minna left him without a leg to stand on. He knew Lucas was right, even if admitting it felt like swallowing ss.


    After a moment, Darwin turned to Belinda. His expression softened, and his voice lowered, steady and filled with determination.


    “Ms. Wright, I owe you more than just an apology. I promise you—I will give you an exnation for this.”


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