?Chapter 55:
The sleek white Audi cut through the road, its speed making the outside world a blur. Belinda was silent, her thoughts deep, as she watched thendscape fly past her window.
“Belinda.”
The driver, Darren, broke the lengthy silence, his brow furrowed with concern. “You were adamant about divorcing Kristopher and cutting ties with the entire Cox family, weren’t you? So why…”
He trailed off, leaving the question hanging in the air, but Belinda caught his drift. He was puzzled as to why she had returned to the Cox estate barely a day after vowing to distance herself forever.
She faced him, offering a small, knowing smile. “Anthony turned in earlyst night; he missed the announcement of my divorce and the uproar with the Cox family. This morning, when he learned about it, he wanted me toe over and exin everything.”<fnf961> This content belongs to F?nd-Novel</fnf961>
She took a deep breath before adding, “Anthony has always treated me kindly. Even if I end my marriage to Kristopher, I still hold great respect for him.”
Darren’s smirk carried a touch of scorn. “Clearly, Anthony is decent to you. He may be a kind old soul, but his kin certainly don’t share his virtues.”
Belinda pressed her lips together, choosing to stay quiet.
Seeing Belinda’s tightly pressed lips, Darren furrowed his brow, convinced she was upset about his earlierments about Kristopher. “Belinda, when Anthony called you back to the estate to exin things, he must have called Kristopher too, right?”
Belinda’s frown deepened, and she nodded. “Yes, the whole Cox family was there.”
“The whole Cox family…” Darren repeated, his voice dripping with scorn. “Didn’t they think about how hard it would be for you to find transportation from such a remote area?”
He continued, his disdain evident, “When I left the hospital, Kristopher was with you. You came here with him, didn’t you? He brought you here but didn’t think about how you’d get back to the city without a car, especially in your condition?”
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He turned to face Belinda, his expression serious. “If Cathy had been with him instead of you, do you think he’d have forgotten that she might need a ride back to the city? Can you really still have feelings for such an asshole?”
Each of Darren’s words hit Belinda like a heavy blow, worsening the ache in her already broken heart. She turned her gaze to the scenery shing by outside the window, her voice soft and distant. “I lost my feelings for him a long time ago.”
“Good,” Darren said, his tone lightening as he exhaled in relief. “Once the divorce is final, Madisyn and I will throw a big celebration for you. You can’t keep living like this.”
“Darren…”
Belinda frowned, turning to face Darren with a serious expression. “What did Madisyn tell you when she asked you to pick me up?”
Caught off guard by the question, Darren hesitated briefly before responding honestly. “She mentioned she was tied up and needed me to fill in for her.”
“But it’s work hours now. You have your own responsibilities, don’t you?”
Belinda took a deep breath and fixed her gaze on Darren. “Look, Darren, I value your kindness, but let’s remember we’re just friends. It really isn’t necessary for you to leave work to help me out. Besides, my personal life, especially my marriage to Kristopher, is my own affair. I’d prefer you not to make remarks about it in the future.”
Darren stood silent, momentarily stunned by her directness. Eventually, Belinda turned away to gaze out the window. “Even if I end up divorcing, I’m not looking to jump into another rtionship for a good while. I think it’s best we maintain some distance.” Previously, Belinda had held back because she respected Darren’s intentions, but his remarks just now had overstepped.
Darren’splexion grew pale as he remained quiet. After a long silence, he sighed deeply. “I’m sorry. But, Belinda, my being here wasn’t purely personal. It didn’t disrupt my work.” He stopped the car and handed her a document. “Part of my job today actually involveding to see you.”
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