Chapter 1077



A flicker of unease crossed Carola’s face, her composure momentarily faltering. She wanted to offer some semblance of comfort to Belinda, but the words wouldn’t come.

It was Lyle who finally broke the silence. “Belinda, Mitchell and I would like to apologize to you on Kylee’s behalf.”

He paused for a moment before continuing, his voice careful, “Of course, we understand that at this point, an apology won’t change what has happened. But…”

Before he could finish, Belinda let out a bitter, humorless laugh. “Since you know that, then what’s the point of saying all this?”

Lyle fell silent, momentarily caught off guard and unsure of what to say next. Belinda’s expression grew frigid, her patience wearing thin. “Do me a favor and deliver a message to Kylee.”

She inhaled sharply, each syllable laced with barely contained fury. “From now on, she had better stay far, far away from me. I don’t ever want to see her again. If she dares to cross my path again… she’ll regret it.”

She knew that Carola and her nephews were not the root of her suffering, but she couldn’t restrain herself from lashing out at them. The mere thought of Kylee ignited a fire within her, making her want to tear her apart!

After all, Kylee had destroyed everything—her entire life shattered beyond repair. How could she not hate her?

Lyle and Mitchell exchanged uneasy glances, clearly unsettled by the venom in Belinda’s words. But in the end, they said nothing.

Belinda stood abruptly. “If that’s all, I’m going back in. You can all leave,” she declared firmly, the finality of her tone evident.

Without waiting for a response, she turned on her heel and strode back toward Kenia’s room. A resounding bang echoed through the corridor as she shut the door behind her.

Belinda dedicated herself to caring for Kenia, refusing to rely on anyone else. On the first day Kenia was transferred out of the ICU, Belinda personally attended to her every need.

Later that evening, as Kenia drifted into a peaceful sleep, Sarai pulled Belinda aside. “You can let me take care of Kenia,” Sarai suggested gently. “You only need to visit her every day.”

Belinda shook her head immediately. “Absolutely not.” Her voice was firm, brooking no argument. “She’s my grandmother. How could I just visit her without caring for her myself?”

Sarai sighed, her gaze softening. “Belinda, Kenia won’t blame you if you do that. You know that.”

She paused for a moment, then added, “Besides, I’ve always been the one taking care of her. This time is no different. Let me handle it.”

Belinda’s expression remained resolute. “That was before. Things are different now.” She exhaled sharply. “Sarai, don’t waste your breath trying to convince me. I’ve already made up my mind.”

Sarai pressed her lips together, clearly aware that reasoning with Belinda was futile. She took a deep breath, knowing she could only tell the truth now.

“Belinda, I know how much you love your family. I know how much you want to be there for them.” She hesitated for a fraction of a second before continuing, “But… Given your current situation, you are not in the best condition to care for Kenia.”

The moment the words left her lips, Belinda’s face drained of color.

“l really didn’t mean to look down on you, Belinda,” Sarai said. “You know how fragile Kenia’s health is these days, don’t you? Her immune system isn’t as strong as it used to be. If, by any chance…” She paused, biting her lower lip, looking a little hesitant. “I’m sure you wouldn’t want anything to happen to Kenia, right?”

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