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    After saying that, he took Belinda’s hand and kissed it.


    Belinda said, “It may have taken you a long time to understand your heart, but everything we went through has made us cherish each other more and made our rtionship stronger.”


    Then, she cocked her head to the side and shed him a mischievous grin. “So your foolishness actually did us good.”


    An overwhelming surge of love filled Lucas’ chest when he heard Belinda’s words.


    He pulled Belinda into a tight embrace as though he wanted to meld their souls into one.


    No matter where or when, he knew he would always fall for her.


    The next day, while she was on her way to work, Belinda received an unexpected phone call.


    She put on her earphones and answered the call in an aloof tone.


    “Hello.”


    “Belinda, let’s meet for lunch today.” The caller got straight to the point.


    Belinda didn’t respond immediately.


    Her first instinct was to refuse, but she suddenly had an idea.


    So, she said, “All right. I’ll decide the exact time and ce.”


    “Sure. I’ll wait for you to send me the details.”


    Belinda then hung up without saying goodbye.


    At noon, she headed to meet the person. She had chosen a coffee shop near the hospital.


    She had just entered the private room and settled on the sofa when the door opened.


    “Sorry, I’mte.”


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    When Belinda saw the figure entering, her expression remained poised and unreadable.


    “Say what you came to say,” she stated calmly once the man had taken his seat.


    Ryan didn’t respond immediately. He simply looked at her, his eyes unwavering.


    It had been ages since he had allowed himself to truly look at Belinda—her features, the cool confidence in her posture, the way she carried herself.


    Despite everything that had happened between them, he had to admit that his heart still stirred when he saw her.


    And now, as he sat face-to-face with her, that familiar, involuntary flutter returned.


    He inhaled slowly to steady himself. “Belinda, I need to ask you a favor.”


    A faint, knowing smile danced at the corners of Belinda’s lips. “If you’vee to ask about Verena’s whereabouts, don’t bother.” Given the circumstances, did Ryan’s purpose for seeking her out even need to be stated?


    Ryan faltered, caught off guard by her directness. Irritation shed in his eyes as he frowned.


    He said, “Belinda, things have gone too far. Verena is no longer a threat to you or Lucas. You know that. There’s no future for her and Lucas. So why won’t you let her off? Even if I knew where she was, it wouldn’t change anything. You—”


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