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

Chapter 391:

Lucas offered no reply.

Belinda took a deep breath to steady herself. Then, she said, “I need to set this straight—Verena threw herself down those stairs to pin the blame on me. My hand reached out to catch her, nothing more. Lucas, do you trust me?” Her gaze was intense, locked on Lucas. She searched for any emotion on his face.

Still, Lucas said nothing, his eyes unwavering. Yet, the silence and his unreadable look told Belinda everything she needed to know—he did not believe her. The realization cut through her like a knife.

Before Lucas could speak, Belinda let out a scoff and said, “Well then, if you’ve already made up your mind that I’m the culprit, I won’t explain myself. What’s your plan for revenge, Lucas? Are you thinking of throwing me down the stairs, too?”

Her stare was calm and unflinching as she awaited his response.

Lucas thought he might have imagined it, but there seemed to be a hint of hurt in Belinda’s words. A throbbing pain spread through his chest as if something had pricked his heart. But quickly, his expression hardened. He reminded himself not to be deceived by Belinda. Earlier in the garden, her smile had shone brightly as she accepted Johnson’s confession of love.

how to respond to Belinda

or ask her to apologize to Verena. Yet, the image of her with Johnson ignited a fierce anger

whether to feel relieved that he hadn’t asked her to apologize to Verena. Her lips twitched into a slight smile before she composed herself, fixing her gaze on Lucas. “Tomorrow at 10 in the morning, we should head to the courthouse and

face contorted with fury. Without a moment’s pause, he reached out and yanked Belinda from the sofa. Gritting his

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met his intense look. “Remember our agreement? After Harold’s birthday, we would

his jaw tightened, his stare penetrating as he tried to discern if her declaration was spurred by

Lucas in the eye, her expression calm and

grew firmer, his expression turning dark. Inhaling deeply,

lot of thought. I have been waiting for the day of our divorce for too