Chapter 1484: The Noodles Were Boiled In Vain


    Chapter 1484: The Noodles Were Boiled in Vain


    "ire, reality isn''t a novel, not all lovests forever," Violet patiently advised. "No two people can


    sustain a lifetime on love alone. Life is about everyday necessities. He''s a doctor, destined to dedicate


    his time to his patients. He can''t give you thepanionship you desire."


    "He protects all of humanity, and I will protect him!" ire dered with a steadfast attitude, a hint of a


    smile in her tear-filled eyes. "What''s wrong with him being a doctor? Does a doctor not deserve love? I


    think he''s even more deserving of my love!"


    To the elder members of the Russell family, ire seemed bewitched. Love had clouded her mind.


    Considering her current state, it was crucial for her to focus on her wellbeing-after all, she''d suffered a


    concussion and shouldn''t overly stress herself. Despite no longer needing medication, she still needed


    plenty of rest.


    Inside the small, silver-dressed western style house, the dining room was lit. Algerone Swain sat in a


    white leather chair, eating noodles cooked by Belinda. In his heart, a flower of happiness seemed to


    bloom. Every second gave rise to an illusion.


    Belinda sat on a sofa not far away, legs crossed and arms folded around her chest, watching him


    without blinking. She couldn''t help but recall her daughter''s words from the previous night-that Algerone


    hadn''t stayed married for long after his second marriage. Thinking of this fact, Belinda''s heart was filled


    with mixed feelings... She had misunderstood him for so many years.


    Recalling the past, Algerone had always tried to get closer to her and their daughter. Yet, because of


    his second marriage, she didn''t even let him call their daughter, treating him like an enemy. Reflecting


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    on the past, Belinda felt a sense of regret, which led to her preparing noodles for him today.


    "Mmm, delicious!" Algerone could feel her gaze. Breaking the awkward silence, he ate his noodles,


    asionally raising his eyes to meet hers and jokingly remarked, "I never thought I''d have the chance


    to eat noodles cooked by you."


    They didn''t have this kind of treatment when they were together.


    "Why so much talk? Hurry up and eat. Once done, leave!" Belinda was always like this, sharp-tongued


    but kind-hearted. Algerone stopped talking and focused on his noodles.


    Silence returned to the living room... Belinda started to wonder. He hade to see her with a bouquet


    of flowers. Was he nning to confess his marital status? She looked at the roses on the coffee table,


    falling into thought. If so, what was his purpose? Did he want to reconcile?


    The truth was, Algerone had just seen another man escorting Belinda home and even put a coat on


    her. At that moment, he realized the reality-he couldn''t go back... Now, he chose to swallow all the


    words he wanted to say.


    After finishing his noodles and even drinking all the soup-definitely the most delicious noodles he''d ever


    had-he wiped his mouth with a napkin, stood up, and said, "I should leave now. Don''t worry. I won''t


    gentleman."


    Having said that, he left without looking back. Belinda stood up. Before she could say anything to stop


    him, he was already in his car, driving away quickly.


    Her chest heaved dramatically. "What''s wrong with him?! Just came over for a bowl of noodles?!


    Shameless!" Belinda sat back down on the sofa, her mood souring. The noodles were indeed boiled in


    vain!


    Her gaze fell on the coat hanging on the coat rack-it belonged to Jack Adams. Belinda was in a bad


    mood. An old ssmate she hadn''t seen for hundreds of years, and the one time they met, this


    happened!


    At this time, Tristan and Monica took Eason out for lunch, then spent half an hour helping him catch


    dolls, because Monica said it could improve Eason''s hand-eye coordination.


    Of course, Eason didn''t catch any, but he had fun. Tristan let Monica try a few times, but she caught


    nothing, which was quite embarrassing.


    Feeling dispirited, sheined, "We''re really two clumsy people."


    Tristan, who was originally nning to send Eason back to the hospital, saw her disappointment and


    quickly inserted a few more coins. "Monica, go push a shopping cart over here."