"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 could wait.
Watching Leena quickly disappear from her sight, Belinda shook her head helplessly. Then she shifted her gaze to the two big bags in Duke's hands and asked, "Is this the wedding dress Leena brought here for me?" There was a bashful smile on her face when she asked. She gazed firmly at the bags, her eyes sparkling as if she could see through the bags like that.
"Yes, I'll take them upstairs first. Then after we eat we can take a look. I'll take you to Tom's hospital to have a look at you later. I asked him to come here, but it seems that Edward has paid him to deal with a patient, so he couldn't make it." Duke seldom said so many words at one time, even when he was with Belinda. But since the day before yesterday, he suddenly became very talkative. Maybe he was nervous about the wedding.
"Actually, I think I'm fine now. He's busy. We'd better not bother him." Belinda didn't feel like bugging Tom. In her eyes, Tom had always been very different from the group of men he was with. She didn't know why she always had great admiration for him, probably because he was a doctor.
"Are you sure you want to wear the wedding dress while showing your scars? I somehow think that wouldn't make the best wedding picture." Duke frowned. He didn't mind if she didn't look perfect on her wedding day. No matter how she looked, she would always be the one he loved the most. But he didn't tell her this, probably because of his pride -- which was common to all men. He figured that what he did for her was enough to show how he felt.
"But... Aren't there still several days left? The wounds may be healed by then," Belinda said hesitantly. As a woman, she didn't care whether the wedding ceremony was grand or not, but she certainly wanted herself to be the most beautiful bride in the world on that day.
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