Chapter 142:

Kristopher’s eyebrows furrowed as he gazed at her in silence. Belinda found it utterly boring.

She glanced at him with indifference and spoke his name, “Kristopher. Had I not fallen ill and missed our meeting that day, our marriage would have ended long ago.”

“So, you missed the appointment because you didn’t really want the divorce, did you?”

His eyes narrowed, a mocking tone in his voice. “Belinda, there’s only so much drama one can create. You’ve threatened divorce too many times. It’s bound to happen eventually.”

He had believed the divorce saga was over when she took refuge in the hospital, avoiding the court and the finalization of their divorce!

And yet, here she was, bringing it up again.

It seemed endless, an exaggeration gone too far!

For a moment, Belinda was taken aback, slowly grasping the implication of his words.

Did he really think she was just venting and didn’t want a divorce?

What was going through his mind?

think she was the same person who once dreaded

Belinda suddenly lost the will to continue

had been together for three years, yet Kristopher had never


concerns, convinced she was overreacting and that she would never actually

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yanked on Kristopher’s arm, too frustrated to utter another

dim light in the fire exit, she missed the first step and tumbled down

forward and caught her arm, yanking her back to

sudden motion, her slight frame

of cedar from him enveloped

instinctively pressed against him, her

nasty fall down the stairs this morning. Are you trying for a repeat

stern tone gradually calmed

away from his embrace. “Thank you,” she muttered, her voice

grasp the stairwell’s handrail, intent on

her determined, slender figure. He raised an eyebrow, stepped forward, and, without a


ground, and she instinctively clutched at his clothes,

the reality of

resisted, exclaiming, “Let

“Let you go?”

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