A Second Chance with the CEO After Divorce

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 pull away from

“Yes… I’ve

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a bright light shone on

the light, instinctively lifting his arm to shield Belinda’s eyes. “Who’s

troubled by the

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

It was Kristopher.

the car door swung

pair of feet clad in handmade

exited the car, leaned back against

at the hospital, claiming your relationship wasn’t

deeply from the cigarette and lifted his gaze, his deep eyes coldly scanning the couple in an embrace. “Belinda Nelson, is this your definition of not

Belinda’s face turned pale.

attempted to free herself from Fred’s hold,

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

men. “Well, yes, we are close now. Is that an issue for

stared coldly at

presence thickened the

response was

as the quiet stretched on, his words seemed to dissipate ineffectively, like a punch