Chapter 1094



“That’s good to hear,” Kenia said with a gentle smile.

Belinda carefully adjusted the blanket around her grandmother and said, “Rest now, Grandma.”

“Alright,” Kenia replied.

Once Kenia drifted off to sleep, Belinda settled on the nearby sofa, scrolling through research articles on her phone.

After some time, a knock interrupted the quiet.

Belinda rose to answer the door.

When she saw who was standing there, her eyebrows arched in surprise at the unexpected visitor.

It had been over a month since she had last seen this person.

“What brings you here?” Belinda asked, her tone sharp.

“I heard your grandmother was in the hospital, so I came to check on her,” Verena replied with a smile.

Belinda let out a cold laugh, her gaze narrowing. “Are we close? Does my grandmother’s hospitalization have anything to do with you?”

Verena, unfazed by Belinda’s biting tone, remained composed.

She understood that Belinda, recently diagnosed with HIV, must be grappling with immense emotional turmoil.

She believed it was only natural for Belinda to lash out, especially toward someone she disliked. Verena took no offense.

Realizing she wouldn’t be invited in, Verena placed the fruit basket on a bench outside and sat down.

She sighed, her expression tinged with pity. “I know you’re going through a difficult time, Ms. Wright. Not only were you diagnosed with HIV, but your grandmother was also hurt because of it. It’s no wonder you’re feeling so on edge. I understand. When I heard about your diagnosis, I felt so sorry for you. How could something like this happen to someone like you?”

As she spoke, Verena shook her head, feigning sympathy.

Belinda couldn’t help but laugh at Verena’s insincere words.

Belinda let out a cold chuckle. Verena felt sorry for her?

How absurd!

Belinda knew Verena hadn’t come here out of genuine concern for Kenia. No, Verena was here to revel in her misery, to twist the knife deeper.

She believed Verena had likely been holding onto a sliver of hope—hope that her supposed HIV diagnosis would sever any possibility of a future with Lucas.

That way, Verena would have a chance to be with Lucas.

The thought made Belinda’s smile widen.

She turned her gaze to Verena and said with mock surprise, “Miss Reed, I never expected you to care so deeply about me. I’m truly touched!”

Tilting her head slightly, she continued, “Well, since you’re so invested in my health, allow me to share some delightful news—I’m perfectly fine! I was never infected! My previous blood test report was tampered with.”

“W-What?” Verena’s smile froze instantly. Her pupils constricted, disbelief flashing across her face as she stared at Belinda, momentarily speechless.

Belinda blinked, her voice honeyed with faux innocence. “What’s wrong, Miss Reed? Why is your expression like that?”

She leaned in slightly, her lips curling. “Could it be… that you’re disappointed I am not infected?”

Verena remained motionless, her throat constricting as she struggled to process what she had just heard.

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