NovelGoldChapter 298:
As Marc watched her walk away, his admiration for her grew. He felt that Belinda was truly commendable and
that Kristopher had surely erred in choosing to divorce her for Cathy.
Beside Marc, Kristopher noticed his lingering gaze on Belinda and felt a chill of disapproval.
Eventually, he reached his limit and sharply tapped Marc's head.
Marc was jolted back to the moment and turned to Kristopher reflexively. “Mr. Cox..."
“Can’t you get the noodles yourself if you're still hungry?” Kristopher’s gaze was icy as he confronted Marc.
“What gives you the right to command her?”
Marc was shocked.
He had merely asked Belinda for another serving of noodles. Did it really warrant such a reaction?
In the past, when Belinda was still married to Kristopher, she had often helped Marc without any issue. Back
then, Kristopher just observed quietly, never reacting the way he did now.
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Now that he was separated from Belinda, it seemed as if Kristopher was interpreting Marc's simple request as an
overstep.
“Marc and | are just friends,” Belinda interjected before Marc could even respond. She placed a freshly filled bow!
in front of him, her voice firm yet gentle. “I'm helping because he’s my friend, not because he’s commanding
me. Marc and | are on equal ground.”
After stating this, her tone softened as she smiled at Marc. “Enjoy your meal. There's plenty more if you're still
hungry.”
Gratefully, Marc responded, “Thank you, Miss Nelson.”
Belinda’s expression softened further, and she suggested, “You don’t need to be so formal with me. You can call
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Marc's eyes lit up at the offer.
Meanwhile, Kristopher’s gaze hardened, the temperature beside him dropping noticeably.
Marc looked up, offering a stiff smile. “Okay... Belinda.”
Belinda returned the smile, her eyes glinting with a hint of defiance as she glanced at Kristopher before turning
to head back to the kitchen. Kristopher’s gaze followed her, his features tightening, and the air around him grew
even colder.
Caught in the middle of their silent battle, Marc found himself grappling with his emotions. The once appealing
noodles now seemed unappetizing.
He cleared his throat slightly, hoping to shift the subject. “Mr. Cox...” With a sideways glance, he asked, “Did
Miss Miller reach out to explain last night's incident at the studio?”
Kristopher turned away from watching Belinda heat his noodles in the kitchen. He simply said, “No.”
He then frowned, adding with a note of sarcasm, “Cathy expressed deep sympathy after hearing about the death
last night. She askedto identify the deceased and contact their family quickly so they can rest in peace.”
Marc looked at Kristopher with wide-open eyes, full of surprise. “Miss Miller... She is so kind.”
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