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

Chapter 371:

Lucas sighed inwardly. “Don’t forget to take your medicine,” he said before turning and walking out without another word.

Belinda didn’t look at him when he left. Instead, she quietly finished her food. The food was meant to be comforting, but to her, it just tasted bland.

After she finished eating, she took her medicine and then slowly made her way to the bathroom. The sticky, uncomfortable feeling on her skin had become unbearable. She wanted a shower. Though still weak, she pushed herself to shower.

When she eventually emerged from the bathroom, she moved cautiously, mindful not to fall. Sitting at the vanity, she picked up the hairdryer but quickly set it down again. Even holding the hairdryer felt like too much effort for her now.

Just as she resigned herself to leaving her hair damp, the door opened.

Lucas stepped in, his expression immediately darkening when he saw her sitting there with her wet hair. “Why did you take a shower now?” he demanded, his tone sharp. “Have you forgotten what happened last time?”

steady but distant. Without waiting for a reply, Lucas strode over, picked up the hairdryer, and said

move.” Belinda’s eyes flickered slightly, but she didn’t resist.

was dark, but his hands worked with surprising care. Even so, his inexperience was evident—his clumsy movements pulled at her hair

in his chest. He would have preferred her anger—anything other than this cold indifference. It was as if she had withdrawn to a place where

magic begins at

him to leave.

the afternoon, Harold and the others returned to the Clark family’s residence. “Belinda, are you still feeling unwell?” Harold asked, his

offered a faint smile. “Don’t

hear.” Harold nodded, seemingly reassured, and the room fell

“Would you

him in private, Harold agreed. He

understood his look and nodded, allowing

through the garden, the silence lingered between them until Harold finally spoke. “What’s on