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

Chapter 149:

Seeing Belinda like this, Lucas frowned deeply, a flash of concern flickering in his usually calm eyes. It was just a few mice, yet he hadn’t anticipated how much it would unsettle Belinda.

He dialed the Clark family estate’s landline, but no one answered the call. After a brief moment of hesitation, he called Hooper. This time, the call went through.

Before Hooper could say anything, Lucas spoke up, his voice sharp. “Hooper, tell my father to unlock the private room door.”

“Belinda is not doing well right now.” The phone was on speaker, and Harold’s voice immediately echoed on the other end of the line, filled with urgency. “What happened? Is Belinda okay?”

Lucas glanced over at Belinda, his expression tight with concern. “Thanks to you, she is curled up on a chair, trembling like a leaf now.”

Harold’s expression shifted, a flicker of alarm in his voice. “Is it really that bad?”

Lucas let out a low, humorless chuckle, his words laced with sarcasm. “What do you think? Open the door. Now.”

his voice now tinged with guilt. “I’ll get someone to open it right away.” With that, Harold hung up

the sound of a lock turning echoed through the

arms around his neck, her body stiffening as she clung to him. Without saying a word, Lucas

hosts

He carried her straight to the elevator, never once setting her down. When they reached the parking garage, he carefully placed her

her palms cold with sweat, her chest rising and

she said, her voice

passenger door softly and slid into the driver’s seat. Then, he started

with both Lucas and Belinda

eyes. Lucas couldn’t help but wonder what had happened to her, what she had gone through that had made her so terrified of something as small

Lucas and Belinda climbed out, the weight of the night lingering between them. Belinda’s legs wobbled as she walked, her fear still lingering. She kept glancing down at the ground, her eyes darting nervously as if expecting

tone. “There are no mice here. You’re