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    Belinda was crouched by the roadside, idly pulling at the grass from a flowerbed as Madisyn’s voice buzzed with irritation through the phone.


    “I’ve been telling you forever to get your own car, but you brushed it off, saying Kristopher had enough cars to go around, and that buying one would be just throwing money away.”


    Madisyn’s tone was thick with frustration. “And look where that got you? That jerk has taken off with Miss Miller, and here you are, stuck without a ride!”


    Remaining poised, Belinda continued to yank at the grass. “I guess it’s time I got a car. It really is a hassle each time Ie to visit Anthony.”


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    Madisyn sounded incredulous. “Aren’t you and Kristopher getting a divorce? Once everything’s settled, you won’t have to deal with his family ever again!”


    Belinda’s hold on her phone tightened just a bit. “You’re right.” Pushing herself up tiredly, she stretched her limbs. “I’ve been waiting forever. When are youing?”


    Before Madisyn could reply, a voice from her office cut in.


    “Madisyn, can you review this?”


    Belinda exhaled softly and sat down on a nearby rock, realizing that Madisyn was still tangled up at work and nowhere close to leaving. “That’s fine.”


    After a brief interaction with her colleague, Madisyn’s voice softened, tinged with regret. “Belinda…”


    “It’s fine, really. Carry on with your work,” Belinda responded, her smile audible even through the phone.


    “I’m buried in tasks here,” Madisyn admitted. “But I’ve managed to send someone to pick you up. He was handsome, too. He’ll be there any minute!”


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    “Handsome?” Belinda echoed, her tone lifting with curiosity. She raised an eyebrow, her voice tinged with amusement. “Another new boyfriend?”


    Madisyn’s reply was unusually stern. “Don’t joke about that. He’s not into me at all!”


    She insisted with an uncharacteristic seriousness, “Stop teasing me.”


    “And how can you be so sure he’s not interested?” Belinda probed, her curiosity piqued.


    Just as Belinda was about to tease her further, a white Audi rolled to a stop in front of her.


    The window descended, revealing a man with a weing smile.


    “Belinda.”


    “Darren?” Her surprise was evident in her voice.


    “Looks like he’s already here.”


    Madisyn chuckled upon hearing Belinda’s reaction. “Now do you see why I said he’s not interested in me? Darren’s only got eyes for you! You missed your shot three years back, so don’t waste it this time!” With those words, Madisyn ended the call first.


    The busy signal buzzed in Belinda’s ear, filling her mind with noise. She knew all too well how Darren felt about her. Yet…


    Her body was in terrible condition now. She feared holding him back…


    “Get in,” Darren urged gently.


    Taking a deep breath to clear her mind, Belinda slid into the car, setting aside her doubts. The Audi revved up and swiftly made its way towards the bustling city center.


    At Peace Hospital, Kristopher was by arge ss window, observing Cathy in the room, clutching a nurse’s arm and vomiting. His brows drew together in a tight knit.


    “How serious is her condition?” he asked, his voiceced with concern.


    The doctor, visibly nervous, adjusted his sses and avoided Kristopher’s intense gaze. “Miss Miller’s stomach cancer is quite severe,” he admitted.


    d in a bespoke suit, Kristopher’s frown deepened. “I saw a report recently that Peace Hospital has a new treatment for stomach cancer…”


    Hearing this, the doctor’s difort grew. “We do, but it’s in short supply and has already been administered to another patient just a few days ago…”


    “We can work with one less dose,” Kristopher asserted, his eyes never leaving Cathy’s ashen face in the ward. “Reach out to that patient, exin Cathy’s dire situation, and let them know I’m prepared to purchase any remaining doses at whatever cost.”


    The doctor paused, shocked by the proposal. “Mr. Cox, I’m not sure if…”


    His words were cut off by the ringing of Kristopher’s phone.


    He answered with a scowl. “Is she with you?”


    The voice of Marc, trembling on the other line, carried bad news.


    “When our driver got there, thedy had already left in a white Audi…”


    “White Audi?” Kristopher’s eyes narrowed suspiciously. “Did Madisyn switch cars?” He recalled that Madisyn’s usual ride was a red Maserati.


    “No, it wasn’t her… The person who picked her up was Mr. Wright.”


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