My Substitute Wife Is a Bigwig (Lily and Loid)

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hapter 31

Lold and his companions were meeting Belinda for the first time, so there was a sense of unfamiliarity in the air. Sensing Belinda’s unease, they didn’t linger and left the space for Lily and Belinda to talk privately.

Once Loid and the others had left, Belinda reached out and took Lily’s hand, her face filled with affection. “How have you been doing there? Have you gotten used to it?”

“I’m fine,” Lily replied, casually picking up an apple and peeling it slowly.

However, her eyes remained downcast, and her expression was devoid of any emotion.

Belinda patted her hand and sighed softly: “I know you don’t like your mother, and I don’t either. But she’s still your biological mother. There are some things you just have to let FOOL”

Lily remained silent, quietly peeling the apple.

“Have you made arrangements for school? Belinda asked, sensing Lily’s reluctance to discuss the topic further.

Lily nodded. “Ember Creek High

I just think that getting a high school diploma will

things and rarely speaking her mind, Lily had completed the 12th- grade

medicine, Lily possessed medical skills that even surpassed those of

of the carefree joys of childhood, which was why she wanted Lily to attend high school and earn

least then, people wouldn’t look down on her

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know he left before I was even born. If the lanew I was here in this world, would

for so many years. I’ve already considered the worst. Lily, don’t mention your father again. Just focus on your studies and don’t worry

met Belinda’s gaze, her eyes deep and unwavering “Tunderstand,”

hesitant to tell her what she had long known. She knew that Lily was secretly searching for her father. Lily might not have said anything, but this

her father’s disappearance was without cause, Belinda longed to tell Lily the truth, but the weight of unspoken secrets kept her

on an apple, drowsiness washed over Belinda, and

Tucking her hands into her pockets for warmth, she

cold

death or fulfill her grandmother’s