NovelEnglishChapter 4:
A week later, in Rozand...
“You've really slimmed down,” Madisyn remarked, setting food in front of Belinda. She sighed deeply. “I've been
buying you so much food every day this week, yet somehow you keep losing weight.”
Belinda was peeling shrimp, eyes lowered. “I think I look better this way, don’t you?”
“You're too thin now!” Madisyn sighed with sympathy. “You once filled out my evening dresses, and now, look at
you. We'll need new outfits for the upcoming party.”
After tossing the peeled shrimp into the cat’s bowl and calling over Fluffy, Belinda softly asked, “What party?”
“Remember? You wanted your jewelry designs to hit the market in three months,” Madisyn reminded her.
Her face fell into a pout. “I spoke to a few companies. They can do custom orders, but mass production and
launching take more time. To meet your three-month deadline, we need someone who can expedite and who
likes your style. | found out about a party happening tonight. It’s not just local jewelers, but also merchants and
designers from other cities. | thought we could go and see if anyone's interested in your designs,” she suggested
hopefully.
Seeing her friend's dedication, Belinda felt motivated.
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She petted Fluffy gently. “It's been a long tsince | last attended a party. | can’t always stay at home.”
Watching Belinda’s broad smile, Madisyn paused before speaking, her tone reflective. “You remember that you
always wondered who would attend every t| invited you to a party? You were always worried about
Kristopher and didn’t want to upset him.” Madisyn’s smile faltered slightly. “And now you don’t even ask?”
Belinda’s smile was soft yet sad. “I'm still healing. Let's leave my ex out of our night, shall we?”
In the evening, at the Summit Hotel banquet hall...
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Belinda made her entrance at the banquet in a striking red evening gown featuring a deep V-neck, a backless
design, and a daring high slit. Her slender figure, accentuated by the bold red, immediately drew envious looks
from the crowd upon her arrival.
Upon noticing the stares, Madisyn leaned towards Belinda and whispered, “You see, | told you this vibrant and
seductive style suits you. You always chose such dignified and elegant dresses, fitting the role of Mrs. Cox.
Actually, they never really suited you!”
Belinda offered a charming smile in response. “I'll remember that.” Having spent a week recuperating, she had
resolved to change her approach.
Just then, a man cover and asked her to dance.
Belinda accepted with a nod and elegantly made her way to the dance floor with her new companion.
Upstairs in the banquet hall, Kristopher reclined in his chair with his eyes shut, listening to his assistant Marc
Lewis’ report.
Distracted by the vivid red figure below on the dance floor, Marc reported with a frown.
“Why did you stop?”
Kristopher’s voice was cool and detached, his eyes remaining firmly shut.
Marc paused briefly, then promptly refocused and completed his report.
“Any news from her?” Kristopher asked nonchalantly after receiving the report.
Marc hesitated for a moment before quickly replying, “Your mother messagedthis morning. She said
Belinda’s still resting at home. Everything's fine.”
Upon hearing this, Kristopher scoffed dismissively. “Heartless.” He then grabbed his phone and scrolled through
his messages with Belinda.
The last one from her ca week ago. She had advised him to cut down on his coffee intake at work.
Previously, she would message him incessantly, almost like an overbearing mother.
Now, a whole week had passed without a single word from her.
She hadn’t even offered an explanation for her secret abortion.
If it weren't for the daily updates from his mother asserting that Belinda was recuperating at home, Kristopher
might have thought she had disappeared altogether.
In the past, any argument between them would have seen her apologizing within a couple of days.
But this time, she seemed determined to stand her ground.
Marc let out a small sigh as he observed this.
He knew that Kristopher might talk a big game, but he was less formidable in action. He publicly displayed his
irritation, seemingly awaiting an apology from Belinda...
Yet, behind the scenes, Kristopher not only had his mother personally care for Belinda but also checked in on her
condition daily, frequently pulling out his phone to see if she had messaged.
However...
Marc hesitated for a long tbefore finally mustering the courage to point towards the dance floor below and
ask, “Mr. Cox, is that woman Mrs. Cox?”
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