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He then spoke gently, his voice filled with concern. “Belinda, you should go upstairs and rest now.”

Belinda gave a slight nod, her lips barely parting as she said, “Okay, I’ll head to the bedroom now.”

“Go on,” Harold replied.

Once Belinda had ascended the stairs, Harold turned to Lucas, pulling him aside. “Is Belinda really that afraid of mice?”

Lucas’ expression hardened as he recalled Belinda’s panic in the private room. “Yes,” he said. After a pause, he added with a tone of quiet understanding, “She’s terrified of mice. It’s deeper than just a fear. She probably has gone through something scary related to this.”

over him as he muttered, “It’s my fault. I should have known this would happen. I’ve heard her mention it before, but I never

dripping with sarcasm. “You really went

“I don’t care what I have

protection when she was in fear. That way, Lucas and Belinda would become closer. But he had not

as he turned to Harold, raising an eyebrow. “Old man, your birthday is in less than

g aln ov el

expression shifted, a dark

snort, saying nothing more as he stood up and

now, he felt utterly clueless about how to get things moving. If only he could make Lucas fall for Belinda, then the thought of divorce would be long gone from Lucas’ mind. He needed to

dead of night, Belinda shot upright in bed, her scream echoing through the stillness. “No!” she gasped, trembling as she tried to shake off the remnants of her nightmare. Her breathing

Lucas stirred in his bed, squinting sleepily at Belinda. Even in the dim light, he could see Belinda’s

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