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

school study hard when you get there. I don’t want to interfere with your life. I just think that getting

that Lily had been intelligent since she was a child. Despite always doing strange and unusual things and rarely

herself medicine, Lily possessed medical skills that even

the carefree joys of childhood, which was why

look down on her for not having a

red lips as she asked, “You once said that my father

you asking about

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left before I was even born. If the

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

met Belinda’s gaze, her eyes deep

watched 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 matter was a constant weight on her

cause, Belinda longed to tell Lily the truth, but the weight of unspoken secrets

munching on an apple, drowsiness washed over

window. Tucking her hands into her pockets for warmth, she gazrd

cold

to accompany 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 primary motivation was