?<strong>Chapter 392:</strong>


    Belinda’s pupils contracted sharply when she heard that. Though she knew his words were true, they still sliced through her heart. She looked at Lucas and responded with a slight smile, “Well, congrattions, Mr. rk.”


    Reflecting on her response, she couldn’t help but feel proud of herposure. To still manage to say “congrattions” in such circumstances was remarkable.


    Lucas’ anger only intensified when he saw herposure. He consoled himself with the reminder that he had never cared for Belinda and had long desired this separation. This was indeed the best oue.


    With those thoughts, Lucas abruptly left the room. As Lucas’ angry, retreating figure vanished, Belinda’s gaze drifted away thoughtfully.


    The confrontation had lifted a weight off her shoulders, leaving her with a liberating sense of freedom. She walked into her bathroom, her face the picture of calm. After showering, she took a moment to send a message to the group chat with her friends.


    “Big day tomorrow. Lucas and I will be at the courthouse to seal the deal on our divorce. Send good vibes—I’m about to reim my freedom!”


    The group chat included just Belinda, Johnson, and Bethany.


    “Seriously?” came Johnson’s immediate reply. “Is it happening tomorrow morning?” Bethany replied shortly after.


    Johnson didn’t wait long; he called Belinda within seconds. Belinda quickly answered the call.


    “Hello?”


    “Do you really want to go through with the divorce?” Johnson’s voice carried a tone of concern.


    Belinda responded with conviction, “Absolutely. I’ve considered this carefully. It’s definitely the right move for me.”


    A brief silence followed before Johnson said, “If you’re so sure, I’ll support you in this. That’s what friends are for.” He hesitated for a moment and then added, “Bethany and I will be there to pick you up from the courthouse tomorrow.”


    Belinda appreciated their support and said in a grateful voice, “Okay!” She ended the call and settled into bed, bracing for a restless night. Surprisingly, she drifted into a deep, dreamless sleep, only waking when her rm sounded in the morning.


    She got dressed quickly, skipped breakfast, and drove directly to the courthouse.


    Meanwhile, Lucas had spent the night sitting awake in his study. Early in the morning, his assistant Gordon called him.


    “Mr. rk, Mrs. rk has departed.”


    From the route she’s taking, it looks like she is headed to the courthouse,” Gordon said, holding his breath after the update. A shadow crossed Lucas’ face in an instant.


    “Excellent! That’s great news!” he spat out, his smile tinged with anger as he hung up the phone.


    Lucas had convinced himself that Belinda’s deration from the previous evening was nothing more than a heat-of-the-moment outburst. He had half-expected her to regret her impulsive suggestion to visit the courthouse as soon as she woke up. Yet, against his expectations, Belinda had headed directly to the courthouse first thing in the morning. It seemed she was truly set on getting a divorce.


    Well then! If that was what she wanted, Lucas thought, so be it. He couldn’t wait to see how she would fare after she left him. He believed Belinda would surely end up regretting the divorce soon. He told himself that if Belinda ever pleaded to get back together with him, he would just ignore herpletely.


    Filled with these thoughts, Lucas stood up and left the study.


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