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Chapter 1421:

How could Carola say something like that to her? Belinda had ruined her life! How could anyone expect her to forgive her? How was she supposed to let everything go?

Kylee sneered inwardly.

Blood ties were really something incredible.

Carola wasn’t even aware that Belinda was her biological daughter. And yet here she was—after everything that had happened, she had chosen to defend Belinda and had even taken the initiative to invite her out for a meal.

Kylee’s face hardened. She had no intention of responding to Carola’s words. Instead, she said in a cold tone, “I still have things to do, Mom. I’m leaving now. You should head home soon.”

Then, without waiting for Carola to reply, she brushed past her and stepped into the elevator.

Carola let out a heavy sigh as she watched Kylee go.

She felt resigned after seeing Kylee’s attitude.

All she could really do was hope that her daughter would steer clear of foolish decisions in the future.

Meanwhile, Belinda didn’t dwell on that little episode. She dove right into work upon returning to the hospital, and the encounter was soon dismissed from her mind.

The department wasn’t particularly busy today, so Belinda managed to finish her tasks on time and drive home just as evening fell.

Lucas had called her earlier to say that he had a social engagement tonight and wouldn’t be home for dinner.

And so, Belinda went ahead and shared a meal with Gwenda. After dinner, they went on a short walk, then finally retired to their own rooms.

When nine o’clock rolled around, Belinda received a call from Lucas.noveldrama

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“Hello?”

“Belinda, I’m drunk. Can you come pick me up?”

There was a playful, almost childlike quality to Lucas’ voice.

Belinda couldn’t help but let out a soft, exasperated smile. “Drunk again?” she asked gently.

“Yeah…” Lucas replied, his voice tinged with a lazy drawl.

From the slightly slurred words and his sluggish tone, it was evident to Belinda that he was really drunk.

“All right,” Belinda replied. “Where are you? I’ll come get you.”

Lucas shared the address.

Belinda softened her tone. “Okay. I’m on my way. Be good and wait for me, okay? No more drinking—promise?”

“All right! I’ll wait for you,” Lucas said.

The call ended, and without wasting a moment, Belinda grabbed her keys and headed out.

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