His unwanted wife, the world’s coveted genius by Derk Blaylock

Chapter 117:

Belinda’s lips curved into a sly smile as a sudden thought lit up her eyes. Tilting her head, she asked playfully, “Or… Could it be that seeing me with another man has made you jealous, Mr. Clark?”

At those words, Lucas’ reaction was swift and unintentional. He abruptly stood up, tension rippling through his body. A moment later, he quickly composed himself, his sudden outburst giving way to a cool, dismissive air. He regarded Belinda with a hint of derision. “Jealous? Maybe if it were Verena, that might be possible. But you…”

His voice trailed off as he appraised Belinda with a dismissive sweep of his eyes. “Why would I feel anything for someone who means so little to me?”

Belinda held his gaze steadily. In fact, a pang of regret sliced through her as soon as she posed the question. She knew well that Lucas would never get jealous because of her. His words, though expected, tightened her chest painfully. Yet, she forced a laugh, masking her hurt.

She stepped closer to Lucas, her voice low and steady. “Really? Not even a little?”

with a steady, unmoving gaze. The light danced briefly in her eyes, lending a glimmering sharpness

he said, “Of course.” He let out a cold laugh.

the silence stretched between them, Belinda suddenly rose to her tiptoes, her arms snaking around Lucas’ neck, and without

Belinda’s unexpected kiss landed on his lips. His first instinct was to stop the kiss, his

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arms clung tighter around his neck, drawing him even closer, preventing any distance between them. For a brief moment, Lucas found himself unable to resist Belinda. She deepened the kiss, her

they kissed, Lucas felt his defenses crumble, a warmth spreading through him that left him momentarily powerless, his eyes fluttering shut under the

stepped back, breaking the kiss abruptly. Lucas, caught off guard, staggered slightly, his eyes snapping open in a mix of confusion and realization. The

think you’re doing? Who gave you the right to kiss me?” His voice was sharp, tinged with both shock

teasing yet sharp. “You claim to feel nothing for me, yet why did you close your eyes just now? Isn’t that a sign that

mixture of anger and confusion washing over him. He opened his mouth to retort, but Belinda interjected smoothly, “Denying your feelings, Mr. Clark, isn’t a very good