Chapter 232:

“Lucas,” Verena said gently, her tone laced with concern, “is something on your mind?”

Lucas’ expression remained calm, his voice clipped and indifferent. “No. Just eat.”

“If you’re busy,” Verena said hesitantly, “you don’t have to go out of your way for me. I’m fine on my own.” Her cautious gaze lingered on him, as though afraid that her words might upset him.

Lucas frowned, frustration and resignation rising within him. He knew he shouldn’t bring his negative emotions to the table, especially since he was the one who had invited Verena to the meal. With effort, he softened his expression. “It’s fine,” he said in a low, gravelly tone. “Just eat.”

Verena nodded, offering a small smile. “Alright. You should eat too.” She picked up a piece of salt-and-pepper rib and placed it on Lucas’ plate.

Lucas stared at the rib, lost in thought. The dish reminded him of something he knew he shouldn’t think about. It was Belinda’s favorite.

The last time he and Belinda had come here, she had devoured nearly the entire plate, leaving him with just one piece. The thought of Belinda made his chest tighten. He wondered where she was now and what she was doing.

the door of the private room. As he opened it to leave,

food here? Isn’t it delicious?” A sweet, familiar voice

pupils contracted sharply as he turned toward

stories

room, Belinda stepped out, her attention focused on an elderly woman beside

heartbeat, time seemed to stand still. Their

froze, her breath caught in

into, she hadn’t expected to bump into

and unmistakably familiar—broke the silence. “Lucas, the

from behind

to stop

Her mind raced, searching for an

Instead, a cold lump rose in her throat, and her

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