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    Seeing Lucas getting emotional, Belinda reached out, gently pressing her hand to his chest to soothe him. “Okay, okay, I get it. I shouldn’t have acted recklessly. Please don’t be upset, alright? At least things turned out okay this time, didn’t they?”


    Despite her words, she couldn’t deny that Lucas had a point.


    The first two robbers were mediocre at best with their fighting skills, but the third? He was clearly well-trained in fighting, and his strength was formidable. Truthfully, if she hadn’t resorted to a clever maneuver, she might not have taken him down sessfully.


    But she kept that to herself, not wanting to worry Lucas further.


    Lucas looked at her, his frustration still simmering.


    “Please, don’t be mad. Look. I’mpletely fine,” Belinda said softly, trying tofort him.


    Lucas didn’t respond, instead pulling her closer into his embrace.


    After a while, his voice was low and rough as he murmured, “If anything like this happens again, I just wish you would think of yourself first and stay safe. Your well-being means more than anything.”


    Deep down, though, Lucas knew that was a futile hope.


    Belinda remained silent, simply burrowing deeper into his arms.


    Letting out a quiet sigh, Lucas said nothing more.


    Thankfully, Belinda was unharmed this time.


    That night, wrapped in Lucas’ arms, Belinda slept soundly.


    She had thought she’d dream about what had happened that day, but surprisingly, she didn’t have a single dream and slept straight through until morning.


    Belinda might have slept well, but two othersy awake, their minds restless through the night.


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    Car and Kylee barely got any restst night.


    As soon as they drifted off, vivid dreams of the chaotic events at Mingo gued their sleep.


    Even brief moments of deeper slumber were quickly disrupted, leaving them startled awake.<fnef1f> Updates are released by F?ndNovel</fnef1f>


    So, in the morning, both bore noticeable dark circles under their eyes, a testament to their sleepless ordeal.


    “Mom, what would you like to eat? I can go get something for you,” Kylee said gently to Car after they finished freshening up.


    “No need for that. I’ll have the maid at home bring something,” Car replied, her face indifferent, brushing off the offer.


    Kylee felt a pang of helplessness at her mother’s dismissal. After a moment, she nodded, “Alright, I’ll call the maid then.”


    After arranging for food to be delivered, Kylee settled into a chair beside Car’s hospital bed.


    Hesitantly, she asked, “Mom, are you still upset with me?”


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