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

Chapter 189:

Baker frowned and said, “We have servants here for that. Why should Holley have to do it?”

“No, Baker, it’s fine. I’ll go,” Holley said, reassuring him gently.

She then excused herself and went to the kitchen.

It was clear to Holley that Madonna was using this errand to express her displeasure.

Holley soon returned, setting a bowl of soup down in front of Madonna.

As Madonna touched the bowl, she quickly pulled back her hand, wincing in pain.

Furious, she exclaimed, “Holley! This is too hot! Are you trying to hurt me?”

clearly that the bowl of soup was not hot. She had made sure of it herself—it was

before carefully responding, “I tested it myself—it’s

she retorted sharply, “What are you trying to imply here?

took a deep breath and asked, “What would you like

want?” A sinister smile crept over Madonna’s

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Just then…

out, grabbed the bowl, and flipped it onto Holley’s head. The soup poured over her,

curled across Madonna’s lips as she taunted, “Well? Do you know whether it’s hot or not now?” The dining room fell silent. Everyone

After a while, Holley blinked, her trembling hand reaching up to touch her soiled hair. Anger and disbelief warred on her face as she stammered,

withering glare. “Why are you staring at me like that? What?

sharp with

demanded, “How is this

her arms, unfazed. “I think it’s hot. What are you going