?Chapter 141:
It suddenly urred to Belinda that Kristopher had indeed made this promise before. Her anger just now had clouded her judgment and made her forget all about it.
Belinda turned to Kristopher with a sigh, a faint trace of regret passing over her face. “What then, Mr. Cox? Are you here to fulfill your promise? Are you going to send me away and delete all the photos on the way?”
Instead of replying, Kristopher simply took a deep breath and looked straight ahead with a nk expression.
It was as good as a yes.
Belinda pursed her lips and hesitated. After a moment, she said, “There’s actually no need for you to go through all this trouble. I’m perfectly capable of going back on my own. Just delete the photos right here and now, in front of me. Make sure to take down all the backup data, too.”
Kristopher nced at her with narrowed eyes. “So you’re unwilling to spend time with me together?” She was his wife, for goodness’ sake!
Couldn’t he even take her home now?
Belinda shed him a sardonic smile. “Look, I just don’t want to get in between you and Miss Miller, that’s all.”
“Nothing you do can affect us,” Kristopher retorted with a sneer.
That made Belinda’s smile freeze for a few seconds.
She blinked as she realized he was right.
She hadpletely misunderstood her position.
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If she truly had the power to interfere between those two in any way, Kristopher and Cathy wouldn’t still be entangled after three years.
With this thought in mind, Belinda no longer felt the need to protest.
He was just taking her home, anyway. It wasn’t as if that single gesture would change anything, so what was the point in angering him and upsetting herself?
Right on cue, the elevator stopped its descent and opened its doors.
Belinda didn’t even check the floor number. She took a step forward and walked out with her chin held high.
It wasn’t until she was fully out in the hallway that she realized it wasn’t the first-floor lobby.
She looked around in puzzlement. She knew for a fact that she had pressed the button for the first floor.
Belinda huffed slightly and turned to go back inside the elevator, only to run into Kristopher’s tall figure.
He nced pointedly at her leg. “Are you going to have your leg examined? Or are you going to soldier on without having it checked?”
Belinda finally looked at the floor number — they were on the hospital’s second floor, the area designated for external and contusion injuries.
“I know my own body better than anyone else does. There is no need for others to worry about my well-being.” She scowled at Kristopher, then walked around him and into the elevator. She jabbed at the down button again. “You said that you would take me home and delete the photos, right? We didn’t agree to let you apany me to check my legs. So, I refuse!”
Yes, she was injured, but her earlier disy of weakness wasn’t rted to it. She had simply been sitting for too long and was in a bad mood, to boot.
Belinda was definitely feeling much better now, and she was confident that she didn’t need any medical attention.
Kristopher gritted his teeth as anger swelled in his chest. “Don’t you care about yourself at all? Do you even realize how many bruises you have on your leg?”
Belinda scoffed. “Like I said, I know my own body. There’s no need for an outsider to worry about it.”
Seeing that Kristopher was blocking the elevator entrance, Belinda turned around and walked toward the stairs.
They were only on the second floor, so it shouldn’t be that bad taking the stairs all the way down.
Kristopher, on the other hand, seethed at being dismissed as an outsider in her affairs.<fn5374> Newest update provided by F?nd-Novel</fn5374>
“Outsider?” he growled as he grabbed her by the wrist and stopped her from walking away. “Remember, Belinda, we aren’t divorced yet!”
Belinda turned to give him a mocking smirk. “What difference does it make?”
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