Chapter 99:

Days of pent-up grievances and frustrations erupted, causing Belinda to cry more loudly and desperately.

“Belinda, please stop crying.”

Fred was immediately thrown into a panic.

He attempted to wipe away her tears with a tissue, gently reassuring her, “Don’t be upset, we’ll continue our search. Perhaps we haven’t covered enough ground…”

His attempts to console her only made Belinda cry harder.

“Please, stop crying.”

Feeling helpless about how to comfort her, Fred finally drew her face to his chest with a gentle hand.

Belinda bit her lip, feeling an urge to push him away, yet Fred firmly held her hands.

“Belinda, if you cry into my chest, few will hear. Otherwise, I can’t explain what’s happening here at this late hour.”

After a moment’s hesitation, she ceased her attempts to push him away.

Resting against Fred’s sturdy chest, her emotions began to stabilize, and her sobs slowly faded.

“Okay, okay, stop crying,” Fred murmured, patting her back awkwardly. “I’ve heard stories about cats that find their way home. Perhaps… Fluffy might have returned to your previous home. Shall we check at your ex-husband’s place?”

really possible?” Belinda stopped crying and asked in a muffled voice as she tried to


“Yes… I’ve heard about such

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finish speaking, a bright light

instinctively lifting his arm to shield Belinda’s eyes.

squinted, troubled by the

adjusted, she recognized the high beams of a car. It was a familiar black Maserati with a recognizable license

It was Kristopher.

the car

of feet clad in handmade leather shoes emerged from the

suit, Kristopher elegantly exited the car,

back at the hospital, claiming your relationship

coldly scanning the couple in an embrace. “Belinda Nelson, is this your definition

Belinda’s face turned pale.


from Fred’s hold, but Fred tightened his

indeed not intimate, but after witnessing how you and your new girlfriend slandered her at the hospital, I couldn’t help

young men.

coldly

presence thickened the air

response was sharp and

words seemed to dissipate ineffectively, like a punch landing in soft cotton, provoking no

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