Chapter 140:

Kristopher paused for a moment.

After a brief silence, he exhaled deeply and moved back to Cathy’s side, carefully smoothing a crease in her blanket. “Why do you ask that all of a sudden?”

Cathy’s eyes were wet with unshed tears. “I’m a patient too. You actually want to leave me alone and go with her…”

She bit her lip, her gaze fixed on him. “Kristopher, who matters more to you, me or Belinda?”

Her voice wavered with emotion, yet she made no attempt to lower it. Out of reflex, Kristopher’s eyes darted toward the hallway.

Belinda, who should have been on her way to the elevator by now, was standing by in the corridor with her back to them, seemingly occupied with something he couldn’t discern.

A twinge of unease settled in Kristopher’s chest.

Cathy’s words were loud enough. Belinda probably heard them. And there she was…

Was she genuinely feeling unwell, taking a moment to rest against the wall, or was it something else? Was she lingering there, waiting to hear his response, just as Cathy was? A cold smirk crept onto Kristopher’s lips.

Hadn’t Belinda declared she no longer cared about him and wanted a divorce?

eager to know where she stood in his heart? A cold smirk formed on his

recall the promise I made when we met again after

of


“You told me then, apart from your family, I was

“That’s right.”

of Belinda leaning against the wall in the

shuddered subtly as Kristopher’s words echoed

a tentative step and began her slow walk

have expected. Instead, a suffocating sensation gripped his heart, as

you’re saying I matter more to you

grew loud with excitement, almost as if she wanted the whole world

steps, reached the elevator

question, a sliver of hope lingered in her heart. Yet, even without the affirmation she yearned

knew Kristopher favored

to

the


composure, Belinda stepped inside and hurriedly

the doors were inching shut, a thin, pale hand wedged itself into the

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