?<strong>Chapter 1203:</strong>


    Devin offered a weak smile. “You’re right.”


    Belinda leaned forward slightly, her tone turning analytical. “I can only imagine how difficult this is for you. But it’s happened. Now, you need to find a way to adjust your emotions and handle the matter.”


    Devin’s expression shifted, a quiet determination settling over his features. “I already have a n.”


    Just as he spoke, something seemed to ur to him. His gaze lifted to meet Belinda’s, an apologetic glimmer in his eyes. “The only thing is… this situation might involve you, Dr. Wright.”


    Belinda blinked, momentarily caught off guard. “What?” She was confused by what he said.


    Belinda blinked in confusion.


    It might affect her? What did that mean?


    Before Belinda could voice her thoughts, Devin quickly rified, “Carmelita’s temper is notorious. She’s bound to pin this on you. And after that, she might even make you her next target, so…”


    A shadow of frustration crossed his striking features as he trailed off.


    Belinda’s eyes flickered withprehension. “I understand now.” Then, with a nonchnt smile, she added, “But don’t let it trouble you too much. Carmelita has never been fond of me, even before all of this. Besides…”


    She looked at him, her gazeced with a hint of indifference. “Her opinion of me, whether she despises me or resents me, is of no significance.”


    Her words somewhat eased the guilt weighing on Devin’s conscience.


    g?lnσνe??s is your update hub


    When their food arrived, they quietly began eating.


    Belinda focused entirely on her meal, barely lifting her head.


    Devin, on the other hand, stole nces at her now and then, as if just watching her was enough to ease the turmoil within him.


    The real reason Devin had sought Belinda out for a meal was twofold—gratitude for what she had done and a desperate need to escape his own emotions.


    He needed her presence, her voice, and her calm demeanor to anchor him, to bring him sce amidst the chaos in his heart.


    And as expected, conversing with Belinda lightened his burden.


    Once they finished their meal, Devin didn’t stay long. They parted ways, with Belinda heading back to the Cardiac Surgery Department while Devin made his way toward the parking lot. He believed some things needed to be resolved. Now.


    At the Davidson estate.


    Upon Devin’s return, he found Nigel seated in the living room alongside his parents.


    “Devin, you’re back,” Nigel said to Devin with a warm smile. However, when he noticed Devin’s paleplexion, his smile faded into a frown of concern. “Are you okay?”


    .


    .


    .