His unwanted wife, the world's coveted genius - Chapter 708

Chapter 708:

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Her voice cracked with desperation. “So… so… I’m sorry, Belinda. It’s all my fault!”

She looked genuinely remorseful, apologizing repeatedly.

Belinda took a deep breath, her chest rising and falling as her irritation mounted. Her voice was steady but stern. “Mom, please don’t interfere in my life anymore. I’m an adult; I can handle my own affairs.”

She hesitated, her eyes narrowing slightly before adding, “Sometimes, good intentions can still lead to bad outcomes.”

Holley blinked, taken aback by her daughter’s words. A flicker of frustration crossed her face, but she quickly masked it with a strained smile. She inhaled deeply and cautiously asked, “Belinda, will you consider getting back together with Mr. Clark?”

“Not right now,” Belinda replied evenly.

Holley’s eyes widened. “What do you mean, not right now?”

Belinda’s lips curved into a faint smile, her voice soft but enigmatic. “Who knows what the future holds?”

Holley bit her lip, visibly agitated. Her expression didn’t escape Belinda’s notice. Belinda raised an eyebrow. “Mom, it seems like you really don’t want me to be together with Lucas.”

Holley hesitated, stunned for a moment, before nodding quickly. “Of course! He treated you so poorly before, never appreciated you, and always made you miserable. Why would I want you to make the same mistake twice?”

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Belinda simply chuckled in response, saying nothing. But deep inside, she was very dissatisfied with Holley’s actions.

Holley pursed her lips for a moment and spoke again. “By the way, Belinda, I saw those photos of you and the CEO from BergWind Group yesterday. I think you two…”

Holley smiled brightly, her tone filled with enthusiasm. “He would make a great match. That man seems just as successful as Mr. Clark, if not better! Maybe you should spend more time with him.”

Belinda sighed, her patience thinning. “We’re just friends, Mom,” she said firmly, her brow furrowing slightly.

Holley waved off the response with a dismissive laugh. “Friendships can grow into something more!”

“Mom,” Belinda said, her tone final, “please just stay out of my personal life.”

Holley fell silent, her frustration growing.

The following day, Belinda barely spared a thought for the photos of her and Darwin circulating online. What others assumed about their relationship didn’t matter to her; she had more pressing things to focus on. Her routine unfolded as usual.

After wrapping up the morning meeting, she stepped into the hospital corridors, clipboard in hand, ready for her rounds.

Inside one of the patient rooms, Belinda offered a warm smile to an elderly man resting on the bed. “How are you feeling today? Any discomfort in your chest or heart?” she asked.

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