Chapter 273:
In the stairwell, Kristopher remained motionless after the call ended, still pressing Belinda against the wall.
Before their divorce, such closeness had rarely occurred. Their intimate moments had been confined to the
bedroom, serving only his physical desires. These encounters had been instinctual, mere releases, and had
nothing to do with emotions.
Thus, during their three-year marriage—one that existed only in name—moments of closeness outside the
bedroom had been almost non-existent. This chest-to-chest contact was especially unusual.
Surprisingly, what Kristopher had most avoided before their separation was what he found himself doing twice
that evening.
After a brief silence, Belinda’s impatience broke through. “Can you let go now?”
Kristopher snapped back to reality and released her.
Finally free, Belinda turned away, hurrying down the stairs without a backward glance.
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Kristopher’s frown deepened as he watched her leave. “Do you really intend to meet up with that college
student?”
Belinda stopped, turning with irritation flashing across her face. “Haven't we already gone over this?”
She couldn’t fathom why Kristopher, typically so reticent, was now relentlessly badgering her.
“I mean...” he paused, choosing his words carefully. “You mentioned a group of men in black waiting for Fred at
his dorm.”
He regarded her intently before continuing, “Are you planning to just show up, expecting Fred to shield you?”
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Taking a deep breath, Belinda responded calmly, “I never intended to go alone. I'm calling the police for an
escort.”
Kristopher laughed, a short, sharp sound.
“Imagine this: at eleven at night, a recently divorced woman, flanked by police officers, storms a male dormitory
to rescue Fred, the athlete. The story will surely beca laughingstock at Nawrin University.” Belinda caught
her breath.
Knowing the university students as she did—youthful, energetic, prone to late nights, lively events, and rampant
gossip—she realized that if she indeed went to the dorm with the police tonight, by tomorrow, Fred would be the
main subject of whispers and rumors across the campus.
Fred, from a humble mountain village, took great pride in his reputation. He would surely loathe becoming the
center of campus gossip...
Kristopher watched as Belinda’s complexion paled, his emotions tangled and complex.
Ideally, he should have felt a sense of satisfaction, having persuaded Belinda to pause her impulsive actions.
However, seeing her now burdened with hesitation and concern for the college student, he found no room for
happiness.
Kristopher was well aware that Belinda harbored feelings only for him and treated everyone else merely as
friends. Yet, his heart was heavy with discomfort.
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