Chapter 52:

“Ah—! Belinda, what are you doing!?”

Cathy’s voice pierced the air, her shock propelling her into Kristopher’s embrace. “Kristopher…” she murmured, seeking comfort. Kristopher quickly moved to position himself as a shield before the vulnerable Cathy. “Belinda, what’s gotten into you?” he demanded. Not just Kristopher, but his mother and sister rushed to form a protective barrier around Cathy.

Seeing their collective effort, a sardonic smile played on Belinda’s lips.

She hadn’t fully realized the power Cathy held over others. Cathy had not only persuaded Kristopher to take bold risks on her behalf, but had also enlisted Rosie and Maggie in her defense.

“Belinda, you don’t have to apologize,” Cathy said, her voice quivering slightly, her lip caught between her teeth in distress. “Just… please, no more rash actions.”

Her words hinted at a deeper fear, perhaps of another physical confrontation.

Kristopher’s brow furrowed in disapproval. “Belinda isn’t someone who resorts to violence.”

Cathy’s anxiety was evident as she murmured, “But last night…”

“It must have been an accident,” Kristopher interjected quickly, then turned to Belinda with a pleading look. “Belinda, an apology won’t cost you anything. Apologize to Cathy, and we can all move past this.”

face to the bandage wrapped around Belinda’s hand. “If Belinda had any remorse, she wouldn’t have ripped off

was only then that Kristopher noticed Belinda still

reaching out to retrieve

home to


face didn’t come from me,” Belinda declared, displaying her own frail, almost skeletal hand. “Do

this, Carol narrowed her eyes, alternating her gaze between Cathy’s face and Belinda’s hand. “That mark certainly

Cathy’s face and Belinda’s delicate

unprepared for Belinda to defend herself so adamantly.

Cathy’s face was from yesterday. Perhaps it

chimed in, “Yes, that’s

their illogical arguments, let out a laugh. “So you’re determined to get an apology out of me today, huh?” she said with a smirk. “Very well, I’ll give you exactly

to Cathy and delivered a resounding slap to the uninjured side of Cathy’s face. A sharp “Smack!” rang through the room,

her

“Did you see that?”

turned to Kristopher with an icy stare. “If I really wanted to hit her, it would look like this.” The side of Cathy’s face that Belinda had just slapped was visibly more swollen than the other, which had

casually slipped her hands into her pockets. “Miss Miller, this time I did hit

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