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She hadn't anticipated encountering Belinda there.
“Cathy, what are you saying?” Helen responded with concern. “If someone chooses to degrade herself by
pleading for a reconciliation, that’s her burden to bear, not ours! Even if we hadn't seen her, someone else would
have.”
She couldn't resist mocking Belinda. “If you knew it would end like this, why go through with it? Why not just
remain Mrs. Cox? Now, you're just embarrassing yourself.”
Belinda’s gaze dropped, her fingers nervously twirling the car keys. She endured Helen's barrage of harsh words
in silence. When Helen's stream of invective finally dried up, Belinda looked up, her eyes steady and calm. “Are
you done?” she asked, her voice even.
Helen scowled back, her mind scrambling for more venomous words, but none came.
“If you've said your piece, then it's my turn to speak,” Belinda declared, a faint smile playing at the corners of
her mouth. “Do you really think all women are cut from the scloth as you? That we can’t stand on our own
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to divorce him. | walked away without a backward glance, and I have no intention of ever seeking a
reconciliation.”
At that moment, Kristopher stopped dead in his tracks, his eyes flashing with icy anger. Elliott shifted
uncomfortably from one foot to the other, caught in the tense atmosphere, his words stuck in his throat. A heavy
silence descended upon the group, the air thick with unspoken words. Those friends behind Kristopher held their
breath, too wary to utter a sound.
Kristopher’s glare intensified, his eyes boring into Belinda as if trying to pierce her soul with his stare.
“And yes, it might be true that Kristopher booked this bar for the evening,” Belinda continued, her tone
dismissive. “But that doesn’t mean everyone here is on his payroll.” She laughed shortly. “I chere for my
own reasons, certainly not to swoon over your esteemed Mr. Cox. Don't kid yourselves.”
With that, she took out her phone and dialed the car owner's number. It had been nearly ten minutes since she
received a message from the car owner. Despite the noisy ambiance of the bar, he should have emerged by now.
As she keyed in the number, the sound of a ringing phone pierced the silent night. It was coming from Elliott's
phone.
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At the ring, all four women shifted their gaze toward the sound.
“Kristopher!” Cathy's face brightened as she released Maggie and Helen, darting over to Kristopher and grabbing
his arm. “When did you arrive?” Maggie chuckled.
With a sneer directed at Belinda, Maggie said, “Still pretending you're not here to beg Kristopher for a fresh
start? You're calling him right before our eyes!”
Helen chimed in, her tone dripping with sarcasm, “Belinda, there's no shin seeking a reconciliation. But why
the pretense? You claim you're not here to beg, yet here you are, dialing his number...”
Belinda furrowed her brow, casting a puzzled glance at Kristopher and the group around him. That ringtone... It
was unmistakably Kristopher’s usual tone. Yet she knew his number by heart, and this wasn’t it on the caller ID.
Could it possibly be...
The phone kept ringing.
Kristopher’s expression darkened with each passing second. At last, he faced Elliott. “Are you going to pick that
up?”
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