<h4>Chapter 1572: Chapter 1572: Just Give Me One Minute</h4><h4></h4>


    "Brother Luke, give me one minute, I just need one minute—"


    "Why? Why do you have to make me so utterly defeated? Make me feel like Fenton Stuart is nothing but a fool for being self-deluded!"


    Thest sentence, he practically roared in hysteria, fueled by the fury in his heart. He pushed her away forcefully, as if from this moment on, the woman before him had be a stranger, unrecognizable.


    Staggered by his shove, Belinda Howard nearly lost her bnce and stumbled, almost falling.


    Behind her, a firm arm swiftly steadied her, allowing her to regain her footing.


    Seeing Horion Jones’s concerned expression as he caught her in that instant, the mes of anger in Fenton Stuart’s chest grew even more intense!


    Feeling the hand that steadied her, Belinda Howard became flustered, overwhelmed with helplessness.


    She turned her head, her voice filled with panic and shouting at Horion Jones, "Don’t touch me!"


    It was because of him that Brother Luke had once again misunderstood her.


    Horion Jones’s hand, upon seeing the trace of anguish in her eyes, gradually released her.


    Belinda Howard turned her head to exin, but found that Fenton Stuart had already turned around, striding away in the direction of the elevator.


    Her heart filled with urgency, and she immediately chased after him, trying to keep up with his steps.


    But his pace was too fast. Even as she broke into a run, she barely managed to catch up, only to find that he had already taken the elevator down to the lower floor.


    Staring at the closed elevator doors, Belinda Howard’s tears flowed in distress as she frantically pressed the button for another elevator beside it!


    Taking another elevator down, she arrived at the hotel entrance, but by then, Fenton Stuart’s figure was nowhere to be seen.


    Scanning the surroundings desperately, Belinda Howard took out her cell phone and dialed Fenton Stuart’s number.


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    She just needed one minute!


    The phone rang, and Belinda Howard clung to the hope that he would pick up, but in the next second, the ringing abruptly stopped.


    He had hung up on her.


    An unprecedented sense of helplessness consumed her at this moment, as if it wanted to swallow her whole. She wept, curling up, clutching her phone to her chest. It felt as though a knife was furiously carving into her, one cut after another, slicing her apart.


    Behind her, Horion Jones gazed from afar at her solitary and deste crying figure, unable to muster the courage to approach andfort her.


    Afraid that stepping forward would only deepen her pain.


    Belinda Howard walked down the hotel front steps, her lost and hopeless form wandering aimlessly under the night’s shadow, hoping he hadn’t gone far.


    But by this time, Fenton Stuart had already driven away.


    She picked up her phone again and quicklyposed a text message for Fenton Stuart. She couldn’t let the misunderstanding continue. If he wouldn’t answer her calls, surely he’d at least nce at her message?


    Thinking about this, Belinda Howard stood by the roadside,pletely alone, using one minute to write down all the facts and send them to Fenton Stuart.


    Meanwhile, Fenton Stuart was speeding down the road. When his phone screen lit up with her familiar name, he merely nced at it indifferently, unmoved.


    ...


    When she returned home, it was already deep into the night.


    The room was exceptionally quiet; her parents had clearly gone to bed, likely unaware she had even gone out.


    Returning to her room, Belinda Howard appeared utterly lost. Lying on the bed, she clutched her phone tightly in her hand, as though waiting for something.


    But as time ticked by, second by second, minute by minute, the reply she longed for never came.