?<strong>Chapter 1198:</strong>


    “Don’t you dare let him cross your mind!” Lucas shot her a sharp look, his voice carrying a possessive edge.


    Belinda blinked at him, her face a mask of innocent surprise.


    Lucas added, “Your thoughts belong to me, no room for any other guy!” Jealousy practically radiated off him in waves.


    Belinda gave him a resigned nce.


    This jealous streak of his was beyond redemption!


    After what felt like an eternity, the doctor emerged from the emergency room.


    “Doctor, how’s he doing?” Belinda asked, stepping forward.


    “We’ve flushed his stomach, and the medication’s effects have mostly worn off,” the doctor replied. “We’ve also patched up the cut on his arm. To be safe, he should stay overnight for observation. If all goes well, he can leave tomorrow.”


    He handed Belinda a stack of forms. “Please take care of the admission paperwork.”


    “Thank you, doctor,” Belinda replied, epting the papers with a nod. She then turned to Lucas. “Go check on Devin. I’ll handle this.”


    “Alright,” Lucas said, offering no resistance.


    By the time Belindapleted the forms and stepped into Devin’s hospital room, he was propped up slightly in bed.


    Hisplexion was pale.


    “Devin, how are you feeling now?” Belinda asked gently.


    At the sound of her voice, Devin turned his head toward her.


    A weak smile flickered across his lips. “A lot better,” he said.


    After a brief pause, he added, “Dr. Wright, I can’t thank you enough for today. If you hadn’t been there, I don’t think I’d…” His words faltered, caught somewhere deep in his chest.


    Belinda stepped in before he could finish. “It’s over now. I’m just relieved you’re alright.”


    Devin gave a small nod, falling silent.


    “Get some rest,” Belinda said.


    Lucas spoke up. “Do you want us to arrange a caretaker for you?”


    Devin shook his head. “No, I’m good now. I can handle things myself.” He nced up at them both. “It’ste; you two should get going.”


    Lucas nodded. “Alright, we’ll head out. Call me if anythinges up.”


    “Will do,” Devin replied.


    “Take care,” Belinda said.


    With that, Belinda and Lucas turned and left the room side by side.


    On the drive home, Belinda let out a quiet sigh. “You could see it in Devin’s face; he’s rattled. This whole mess has shaken him more than I thought it would.”


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