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?”

Without waiting for a reply, Lucas

hand on her shoulder, saying, “Don’t move.” Belinda’s eyes flickered slightly,

inexperience was evident—his clumsy movements pulled at her hair painfully a few times. Belinda, however, remained expressionless, as though the discomfort didn’t reach

preferred her anger—anything other

magic begins

Lucas set the hairdryer down and left without waiting for her to ask him to leave. Belinda remained seated for a moment and then returned to bed, but she was unable to

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

a faint smile. “Don’t worry, Harold. I’m

Harold nodded, seemingly reassured, and

approached Harold. “Would you like to

had something to say to him in private, Harold agreed. He

nodded, allowing Harold and Belinda to

silence lingered between them until Harold finally spoke. “What’s on