Chapter 150:

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.”

onto the sofa, guilt washing over him as he muttered, “It’s my fault. I should have known this would happen. I’ve heard her mention it before,

with sarcasm. “You

quick, defensive look. “I don’t care what I have to resort to as long as it

Belinda and Lucas closer. He had believed that Belinda would seek Lucas’ protection when she

as he turned to Harold, raising

g aln

in Lucas’ words, and his expression shifted, a dark

more as he stood up and headed

in worry. He had no experience playing matchmaker, 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

trembling as she tried to shake

Lucas stirred in his bed, squinting sleepily at Belinda. Even in the dim light, he could see Belinda’s face—pale and slick with

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