His unwanted wife, the world’s coveted genius

Chapter 1361:

Bethany’s anger flared. “Exactly! And how dare she claim those hormones wouldn’t hurt you? Does she even understand what hormones do?”

Belinda’s eyes shimmered with unshed tears. “For years, I had to take endless medications and go through countless tests every day just to fix the damage the hormones did to my body…”

“That woman is pure malice! How can someone like her call herself a mother? And Baker—what kind of father is he?” Johnson’s voice burned with outrage.

Bethany nodded, her face grim. “Absolutely. Baker had to have known about that. Where else would Holley get fifty thousand to bribe Lamont? And later, with…”

Lamont’s constant blackmail and getting his son into Irondeer University—how could Holley pull that off alone without Baker’s help?”

She capped her point with a scathing remark. “Those two are despicable parents.”

“Yeah, how do parents like that even exist?” Johnson said.

Belinda stayed silent.

She truly had no words.

The question had haunted her for so long. But no answers had come.

She thought, perhaps one day, if Holley or Baker ever felt a flicker of guilt, they might reveal the real truth.

“What did your grandmother say about this?” Bethany asked suddenly, pulling Belinda from her thoughts.

Belinda’s eyes wavered, her voice soft. “My grandmother cut all ties with Holley.”

Bethany and Johnson froze for a moment, stunned.

Johnson let out a heavy sigh. “This whole mess must be tearing your grandmother apart. One is her daughter, the other is her granddaughter, and yet…”noveldrama

Bethany nodded solemnly. “Yeah. But thankfully, she’s clear-headed about such crucial matters. She’s not brushing it under the rug just because you are Holley’s daughter, trying to guilt you into forgiving her or giving her another shot.”

𝓡𝓮𝓪𝓭 𝓿𝓮𝓻𝓲𝓯𝓲𝓮𝓭 𝓯𝓻𝓸𝓶 gⲁ𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀⸳𝓬𝓸𝓶

Belinda’s gaze dropped, her heart heavy.

Her grandmother must have agonized to reach such a decision.

Johnson turned to Belinda, his tone lighter. “How about we grab a drink?”

Bethany nodded eagerly. “Yeah, let’s do it! Let’s get drunk!”

Belinda said with a faint smile, “Why get drunk over parents like that? It’s not worth it.”

She flung her arms wide, looping one around Bethany’s shoulder and the other around Johnson’s.

“Having you two here with me—it’s more than enough. Thank you.” Her words were heartfelt, her gratitude genuine.

Bethany shot her a sidelong glance. “We’re friends, no need for such formalities.”

“Exactly,” Johnson said.

“Fine, fine, I won’t say it again.” Belinda laughed, nodding.

She released them. “Alright, you two, go handle your stuff. You don’t need to babysit me. Don’t worry! I’m fine. I’m actually calmer than I expected, honestly. Let’s hit up Dream Club or Nostalgia Lounge and have a blast when you have time!”

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