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

Chapter 148:

When he realized what had just happened after a few seconds, his expression darkened, and he spoke in a low, firm voice. “Get down.”

“I-I’m scared! Mice! There are mice in the room!” Belinda’s voice was a shaky whisper, her body vibrating slightly against Lucas’. She clung to Lucas tightly, as though afraid that if she loosened her grip, Lucas would throw her to the mice.

“Why are you so terrified of a few mice?” Lucas asked, perplexed. He glanced around, finally noticing the little creatures scurrying about inside the room.

Before Belinda could respond, the room was plunged into darkness.

“Ah!” Belinda shrieked, her eyes snapping shut as she buried her face against Lucas’ neck, clutching him even tighter. Lucas felt her warmth and the delicate scent of her hair, a wave of something unfamiliar stirring within him.

Seconds passed before he managed to regain his composure, a flash of irritation crossing his features. “Get down.” His voice was firm, reaching to pry Belinda’s legs off him.

her voice breaking as she shook her head. “I’m

tinged with a sob, made Lucas pause, his gaze softening as he studied her. A flicker of resignation crossed Lucas’ eyes as

arms and, feeling the need to leave the room, made his way toward the door. He reached for

Lucas knew exactly who was behind this. The mice, the sudden darkness, and the locked door—Harold’s handiwork, no doubt. Lucas exhaled sharply, the absurdity of the situation settling in. Wasn’t Harold a bit too old for these

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Belinda’s voice trembled as

from the outside,” Lucas replied, his voice

stuck in here, with the mice… She couldn’t even handle the thought of it. Her pulse quickened, and

so that he could make a call, hesitated as he saw her distress. Her

pulled his phone from his pocket with one

Belinda, his voice low and calm. “My father isn’t picking up my call. Looks like he wants us to stay