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

Chapter 124:

She stressed the words “twenty days” with a sardonic twist.

Belinda’s expression didn’t waver. “So what?” she retorted, her defiance clear. “Until Lucas and I are formally divorced, I remain his wife. And you, Miss Reed, are nothing but a homewrecker!”

Verena’s face contorted with emotion as she glared at Belinda. “Who are you calling the homewrecker here, Mrs. Clark? Lucas and I were in love first.”

Belinda’s laugh was light, almost airy, as she replied, “Lucas and I are still legally married, our union sanctioned and protected by the law. And you, Miss Reed? You’re merely an old flame of his, nothing more.”

Verena’s lips quivered, and she pressed them together, unable to counter the truth in Belinda’s words.

Belinda’s expression remained calm, her demeanor unshaken. “Once the divorce is finalized, feel free to pursue Lucas. Do whatever you want then. But before that, I expect you to respect my marriage with Lucas and keep your distance from him.”

this my last warning. If I catch you asking Lucas to see you at odd

heel and stepped into the elevator without a backward

in her mind. Her complexion shifted from white to flushed as anger and humiliation surged through her veins. The power Belinda wielded over her, simply by virtue of being Lucas’ lawful wife, gnawed

had. And Harold—oh, how Verena’s resentment toward him boiled at that moment! Yet, as her initial rage began to wane, a sliver of consolation crept in. Only twenty days remained until the divorce was finalized. She reassured herself silently that

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she was Lucas’ wife, once the legalities favored her, she would make sure Belinda

she was thinking about that, her phone suddenly chimed, snapping her back to reality. She took out her phone and checked the message she had just received. When she read the contents, her face drained of

at ten, Room 3202, Sumner Hotel. Don’t be

she gripped her phone, the message

curt, and it chilled her to

recognized the number immediately—it was him, the last person she expected to hear from at this time, the one who could turn her already turbulent world

in her chest, and a cold sweat broke out across her forehead as she processed the reality of her