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.

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don’t want to interfere with your life. I just think that getting

Lily had been intelligent since she was a child. Despite always doing strange and unusual things and rarely speaking her mind, Lily had completed the 12th- grade curriculum by

medicine, Lily possessed medical skills that even surpassed those

joys of childhood, which was why she

then, people wouldn’t look down on her for not

her red lips as she asked, “You once said that my father disappeared after coming to

“Why are you asking

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was even born. If the lanew I was here

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

gaze, her eyes deep and unwavering

Lily’s expression, 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

too smart to believe her father’s disappearance was without cause, Belinda longed to tell Lily the truth, but

munching on an apple, drowsiness washed over Belinda, and she

the knife and walked over to the window. Tucking her hands into her pockets

cold

Susan to Lagersfield wasn’t solely driven by her desire to investigate Jason’s death or fulfill her grandmother’s wish to attend school. Her