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    When Kristopher heard Belinda’s question, he scowled and snapped, “Who gave you the right to look at this document?”


    Snatching the file from her grasp, he carefully ced it back into the folder on the floor.


    After securing the file, he shot Belinda a frigid re and scolded, “You shouldn’t mess with other people’s belongings without asking. Even kids know that, don’t they?”


    Kristopher had gone to great lengths to obtain these files, which contained sensitive information from a prestigious medical school abroad. He had acquired them after confirming Cathy’s symptoms of terminal gastric cancer, and he knew he had to return them soon. Meanwhile, Belinda had identally dropped the files while he was distracted and even dared to nce at the contents inside.


    Kristopher’s icy demeanor left her frozen in shock.


    The flicker of hope that had briefly sparked in her heart vanishedpletely.


    Was Kristopher not doing this for Belinda’s sake?


    He wasn’t a medical expert, nor did hispany, Cox Group, have ties to the pharmaceutical industry. Furthermore, she didn’t remember him knowing anyone personally suffering from gastric cancer… Then it struck Belinda. Cathy often faked illness, alwaysining of stomach pain. So…


    Could it be that Kristopher was concerned Cathy’s recurring stomach issues might lead to gastric cancer? Was that why he was poring over these medical documents?


    With that thought, a shiver crept down Belinda’s spine.


    In the six months following Kristopher’s recovery, he delighted in the meals Belinda prepared.


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    No matter the businessmitment, he would cancel it to rush home for her cooking.


    During those months, Belinda felt their connection deepen significantly.<fn83c4> Updates are released by find?novel</fn83c4>


    She took on the role of a devoted wife, preparing dinner daily, eagerly awaiting his return so they could share a meal together.


    However, two years into their marriage, Kristopher’s visits home became rare.


    Despite this, Belinda clung to her routine, hoping he woulde back to her as he once did.


    Consequently, she often postponed her meals, waiting for him, sometimes skipping dinner entirely and going to bed hungry. This led to stomach issues and many sleepless nights from the difort.


    Though Belinda never brought it up directly with Kristopher, during family dinners, Anthony would often remind Kristopher of her condition, urging him to take better care of her.


    Kristopher would simply offer a distracted chuckle and a promise to do so — a promise that remained unfulfilled.


    From the beginning of Belinda’s stomach issues to her advanced stage of gastric cancer, Kristopher had not once tended to her needs. Instead, it was his assistant, Marc, who stepped in whenever Belinda copsed in pain during the night.


    Kristopher showed markedly less concern for her than even his own assistant.


    Previously, she had always assumed that his busyness was the reason he couldn’t attend to her like a typical husband would in a normal family. But now…


    The man who had never so much as looked at her with warmth had gone to the lengths of researching a schrly article on gastric cancer because Cathy had feigned a stomach ache.


    This was his way of showing care.


    “Kristopher, did you hear something outside just now?”


    Cathy’s frail voice snapped Belinda out of her reverie.


    Kristopher quickly stashed the papers away, his tone soothing as he turned to address Cathy in the emergency room. “Nothing serious. Belinda just knocked over a water bottle!”


    Cathy paused, then teased, “I told you it would be dull for Miss Nelson to wait outside by herself. You should have listened. Why don’t you invite Miss Nelson in? We could all enjoy a nice chat together. What do you say?”


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