Chapter 163:
Kristopher’s grip on the phone tightened, his knuckles turning pale. Elliott was known for his directness, always
saying exactly what he thought. Kristopher once valued Elliott's bluntness, but now it seemed careless. His
annoyance grew, and he suddenly lost any desire to go out for drinks with Elliott. In frustration, he ended the call
and his gaze drifted to Belinda’s apartment.
The lights were on, and through the light curtains, he could see her silhouette playing with a cat. Kristopher’s
irritation deepened. He had just suggested divorce, and she had shown no signs of sadness or distress. Instead,
she had simply gone hto play with her cat. It appeared... she truly didn’t care about him or their marriage
any longer.
Watching her shadow through the curtains, Kristopher felt more conflicted than ever. It was absurd. He was
actually feeling nervous about the prospect of divorcing Belinda. Kristopher remained seated outside Belinda’s
apartment until the early hours, refusing to leave even after all her lights had been turned off.
A phone call from Cathy eventually broke his stubbornness. Cathy’s voice was laced with tears. “Kristopher, | had
a terrible dream... | dreamed of the day Joyce was injured and saw her covered in blood, urgingto keep
living...”
She cried. “Joyce gave up so much to saveand ended up in a coma. It’s only been four years since that
tragic day, and now I'm facing a terminal diagnosis... The weight of her sacrifice overwhelms me...” As Cathy
spoke of her sister Joyce, Kristopher sighed deeply. “Cathy, hold on. I'm coming to you.”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtFive years ago, when Kristopher had first taken over the Cox Group, his intense drive had garnered the company
significant gains and opportunities, but it had also attracted numerous enemies. An assassination attempt by
poisoning at sea left him injured. He jumped overboard to flee and was found on the shore, barely clinging to life.
Cathy and her sister Joyce were the ones who rescued him.
Back then, Kristopher was poisoned and had temporarily lost his sight. Cathy, deeply shaken by the incident, lost
her voice. She devoted over two months to his meticulous care, saving him from near death. Without Cathy's
dedicated efforts back then, Kristopher wouldn't be here today. He recognized a lifelong debt of gratitude
towards Cathy, one he could never fully repay.
Upon hearing Kristopher’s promise to come, Cathy pressed her lips together and whispered, “Okay, Kristopher.
I'll be waiting.”
After ending the call, Cathy looked at a picture of Kristopher standing outside Belinda’s apartment, her eyes
briefly flashing with spite. What was it about Belinda that made her so special? Why did both Joyce and
Kristopher hold her in such high regard?
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“Belinda, bad news!”
The next morning, just as Belinda was stirring awake, a message from Madisyn popped up. Madisyn wasted no
tand sent a link. “Check this out! They're doing everything to clean up Cathy’s image as the other woman.”
Groggily rubbing her eyes and stifling a yawn, Belinda tapped the link. The moment the webpage loaded, she
was instantly alert. The link revealed a photo of an abortion record—her own, from a past miscarriage.
The exposé carried a scornful caption: “Here lies the abortion record of Miss Nelson, who only yesterday flaunted
a marriage certificate. Her miscarriage date aligns suspiciously with Miss Miller's return to the country. One
might conjecture she chose to terminate her pregnancy and, in spite, drove Mr. Cox into the arms of Miss Miller.
Yet Miss Nelson has been married to Mr. Cox for three years. What motive would she have to abandon a long-
awaited child? In circles of such wealth, offspring are treasures. Why would Miss Nelson discard her passport to
prestige and influence?”
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