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

Chapter 393:

At the courthouse, Lucas arrived at ten past ten in the morning. Belinda was already in the lobby when he arrived. Her radiant, energetic appearance only intensified Lucas’ anger. Could it be that she had actually enjoyed a good night’s sleep last night? Was he the only one who had stayed awake all night?

As soon as Lucas entered, Belinda rose and approached him decisively. Her face was a mask of serenity, betraying no hint of the significant decision she was about to make. She was clearly treating it as though it were an ordinary task.

Lucas watched her, noting her readiness to sever their ties without any apparent emotional investment, which stirred a mix of profound anger and unrecognized pain within him.

As they went through the paperwork, Lucas found himself anticipating some sign of regret from Belinda. He hoped she might express second thoughts about the divorce.

Perhaps an urgent phone call would interrupt the process, postponing the finalization of their divorce. Yet, the expected disruptions never came. Throughout it all, Belinda remained silent, her resolve unshaken as she steadily signed her name, never once looking his way.

It was then that Lucas truly understood Belinda’s unwavering commitment to ending their marriage. He gave a wry smile, lifted the pen, and finalized his part of the agreement.

head towards the exit. When she neared the doorway, Lucas, overwhelmed by the moment, couldn’t

stopped in her tracks. Lucas’ eyes followed her, his voice deliberate as he asked, “Don’t you have anything

subtle smile, Belinda turned to look at him directly. In a calm voice, she responded, “Congratulations, Mr. Clark, on

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heart were being stabbed repeatedly by countless needles,

locked on hers, a mixture of emotions

that moment, a deep male voice cut through

face clouded over instantly when he saw

we should catch up over drinks soon,” Johnson said to Lucas,

watched their retreating figures, his handsome yet stoic face

in the car, Johnson inquired, “Where

me back to the Clark family estate. I need to pack my things,” Belinda replied, keeping her eyes