A Second Chance with the CEO After Divorce

Chapter 131:

“May I leave now?” Belinda asked, her voice echoing slightly in the spacious resuscitation room. She stretched, her movements graceful and deliberate, and walked with determined strides toward the door. As her fingers grazed the doorknob, rustling sounds from behind her halted her progress.

Turning slightly, she saw Cathy lying back down on the bed, swiftly covering her face with the oxygen mask.

Belinda let out a soft, mocking laugh, opened the door, and stepped into the corridor without hesitation.

Kristopher was there, seated directly opposite the door. He was frowning, his attention divided between the documents in his hand and the activity inside the room.

Upon seeing Belinda, he swiftly closed the file, set it aside, stood up, and approached her with concern etching his features. “How is it? Has Cathy’s mood stabilized?”

Belinda’s expression darkened. “You might want to see for yourself.” Her eyes briefly lingered on the smartphone in Kristopher’s grasp. “I’ve done what you asked. Now, I trust you’ll hold up your end of the deal.” She needed to witness Kristopher delete those compromising photos and their backups.

The privacy of her friend was at stake, and she would leave no room for error.

“I’ll deal with the photos once I’ve confirmed Cathy is okay,” he replied,

“Cathy, how are you feeling

Cathy’s frail response. “Kristopher… I feel much improved. Miss

head throb painfully, as if needles were piercing through her

updates uploaded to

this instant if not for Madisyn’s privacy. The

sat down on one of the two chairs by the entrance. Kristopher had occupied one earlier, and his documents lay scattered on

couldn’t shake off the feeling that everything Kristopher had touched still carried a trace of his presence. And she had never objected to sitting or lying in those places before. Now, however, she felt a deep aversion, a

the document, intending to move it to the chair Kristopher had occupied. But

one hand, she couldn’t maintain her grip, and the folder

squatted down to gather them

papers, her eyes

text on