"If you were me, would you forget such an important thing?" Duke stared at her peevishly. Did she think that he was like her? She had a terrible memory. If not for the wedding which was only a few days away, he would not have eagerly asked Tom to check on how well Belinda was healing. No bride wouldn't care about their appearance on their wedding day, and no bride would proudly display scars while wearing a beautiful wedding dress.

  "This is really hard to say, haha! Duke, is Belinda sick?" Leena held Duke's arm, despite Duke was taking the bags in his hand, Leena still leaned on him and acted like a spoiled child.

  "No, she only got hurt. I'm taking her to Tom to have a look." Duke had always lavished great affection on Leena. Even she married herself to Kevin without his permission, she was still the important one in his heart.

  "How did she get hurt? Is it serious?" Leena became very nervous when she heard the bad news. Thinking of Daisy and her knife wounds, Leena feared that something terrible might have happened to Belinda.

  "She's fine now. Don't worry. And don't mention this when you see her later." Duke didn't want Leena to ask about Belinda's injury because he feared that this might bring up her horrible memory again. She'd had recurring nightmares for the past two days.

  "Okay, I get it." Although Leena was very curious, since Duke didn't want her to ask, she stopped pushing him. She believe that he had a good reason for this.

  "How did you two get here at the same time?" Hearing Leena's voice, Belinda walked out of the house to greet her. She didn't expect that she would also see Duke.

  "Belinda, we ran across each other at the gate. It's just coincidence." Leena glanced over Belinda from head to toe, but Belinda wrapped herself well in clothes, so Leena didn't find anything unusual about her.

  "Okay, let's go! Lunch is ready. I knew you'd be here, so I asked Giselle to prepare lunch for you." Belinda couldn't cook, actually she knew nothing about the things in the kitchen. But she could help Giselle by handing her something she needed when she was cooking.

  "Good. We're lucky to have something to eat right when we got here. I'm starving. I really missed the dishes made by Giselle!" Leena didn't finish processing the wedding dress until noon, so she even didn't have time for breakfast. Therefore when she heard that lunch was ready, she rushed to the dining room with excitement, forgetting the real purpose she had for coming here. Food now, the wedding attire

  Drugged one night by her ex-boyfriend, a mysterious man took advantage of her in an ecstatic night filled with sex.

  To take her revenge, she married the man, and used him.

  "As long as I'm alive, I'm still his legal wife, while all of you are just his mistresses."

  She remained adamant even when he was involved in scandals with other women.

  Eventually she stormed off after she learned that he had betrayed her again.But life brought her back to him a few years later, to his astonishment.

  to beard the lion.

  "What are you two talking about?" Duke sat beside Belinda, and he felt that the atmosphere between the ladies was a little awkward. They stopped chatting with each other immediately.

  "Nothing." Leena replied hurriedly, fearing that he might realize she had already asked Belinda about her injury.

  "Really? Why do I get the funny feeling you're talking about me?" Duke glanced at Belinda and Leena, with a look of disbelief.

  "Really nothing. Let's eat lunch. Don't we have to go to the hospital later?" Seeing Leena's nervous expression, although Belinda felt strange, she said those words to help Leena cover her blunder.

  "You agreed to go?" Duke looked at Belinda doubtfully. Wasn't she against it before he went upstairs? Why did she suddenly change her decision so soon? Women were indeed capricious. All women, no matter when or where. If they weren't, men would be bored of them by now.

  "Why would I be against it? No one wants to see my scars, and I also want them to heal as soon as possible." When it came to wedding, she was no different from other women. She expected to be the most beautiful, most attractive and sexiest bride in the world. And no bride wanted to show up with scars on her skin for the wedding day.

  "Okay, that's good. Let's eat lunch first. I'll ask Giselle to pack some food for Tom and bring it to him later." Suddenly remembering Tom's request, Duke turned around and went to the kitchen. He could have stayed here and summoned Giselle to do this, but when thinking of Tom's arrogant manner over the phone, he smiled slyly. He was determined to make Tom forever remember the special lunch he would prepare for him.