Chapter 285:
Once she gently laid him on the sand, she noticed a severe gash on his forehead—a wound from debris that had
struck him inside the vehicle. “Wait forhere,” she murmured, her voice steady despite her worry. After
ensuring Kristopher was as comfortable as possible, she hurried back to the car in search of the first-aid kit.
While she rummaged through the wreckage, Kristopher’'s phone began to ring. With the screen shattered, she
could not identify the caller but answered anyway. “Hello?”
Upon hearing the raspy voice of the woman on the other end, Marc paused briefly before cautiously asking, “Mrs.
Cox?” The voice resembled Belinda’s.
“Yes, it's me,” Belinda confirmed.
Realization dawned on her; she had been using Kristopher’s phone to call Marc just before the crash occurred.
“Kristopher and | were in a car accident.”
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There was a pause. Then, Marc's tone shifted to one of urgency and concern. “What's the situation right now?
Where are you?”
Belinda quickly relayed their location and instinctively added, “When you come, could you also alert the police?
But please, make sure you reach us before they do. We need you to take us away. Given our current identities,
we need to avoid any further complications.”
Marc was silent for a beat before he responded, understanding the gravity of the situation. “Understood.”
Marc truly demonstrated why he was regarded as Kristopher’s top assistant.
Just after Belinda managed to treat Kristopher’s wound and stop it from bleeding, Marc arrived with a
motorhome. He had arranged for the motorhto be parked near the beach based on the details Belinda had
provided earlier. Accompanied by several aides carrying a stretcher, they lifted an unconscious Kristopher onto
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At that moment, Kristopher, though unconscious, clung tightly to Belinda’s hand, refusing to let go of it. Marc
attempted multiple times to loosen his grip but couldn't.
Eventually, he turned to Belinda with a look of resignation and said, “Mrs. Cox, what should we do about this?”
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Belinda hesitated, then said, “I'll go with him.”
Twas critical, especially with the risk of being linked to the mysterious men in black before the police could
intervene.
Relieved by her decision, Marc directed the men to move Kristopher into the motorhome. Belinda remained by
his side, their fingers still entwined as she stepped onto the vehicle with him.
Marc watched their hands clasped together, unable to help feeling a sense of sadness. This might have been the
first display of such closeness between Kristopher and Belinda in the three years they had been married. The
intertwining of their fingers... It was a gesture the old Kristopher would never have considered with Belinda.
Marc had always believed Kristopher held a special place for Belinda in his heart, though he never acknowledged
it. Now, after surviving an accident together, with Belinda unscathed and Kristopher injured and unconscious, he
still clung to her hand tightly... If they had cto this realization sooner, could they have avoided so much
pain?
Reflecting on their very public divorce just days earlier, Marc couldn't help but feel a sense of loss. “Belinda...”
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