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

Chapter 1132:

Belinda’s breath caught, her forehead beading with cold sweat from the pain. Rhys then turned back to Darwin, his voice menacing. “I’ll say it again—stab yourself. Will you do it or not?”

Darwin faced Rhys, his expression cold. He knew Rhys wasn’t bluffing. Failing to act might mean further harm to Belinda, something he couldn’t allow. With no room for hesitation and his resolve hardened, Darwin grasped the knife, pressed it against his stomach, and thrust it in.

“Ugh…” he groaned, pain distorting his features momentarily.

“Darwin!” Belinda’s pupils dilated in shock, her voice ringing out in alarm.

“Excellent! What a fool in love!” Rhys burst into laughter at the sight.

Once his laughter subsided, he turned to Belinda and said, “Belinda, do you think a man who doesn’t have feelings for you would stab himself for you?”

Belinda remained silent, her lips pressed tightly together as she looked at Darwin, her eyes filled with concern. She truly hadn’t anticipated that Darwin would go so far as to stab himself with a knife for her. She was really shocked by it.

Rhys then turned to look at Darwin and said, “Continue! Pull out the knife and do it again. Repeat this. Don’t stop until I say so!”

Belinda shouted, “Enough, Rhys!

this, Ms. Wright? Feeling pity for

a surge of fury rushed through her, and she could almost feel herself trembling with rage. If she could,

danced in his eyes—was

𝕆𝕣𝕚𝕘𝕚𝕟𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕪 𝕒𝕥 ⳑ𝕒𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝗲𝗅𝘀[ꞏ]𝚌𝗈𝗺

him back to reality. “Do it! Continue stabbing yourself, Darwin. And don’t

abdomen. The slick blade

Yet, Rhys’s reaction was anything but

“Again!” Rhys exclaimed.

breath shallow and ragged. He tore the knife from his flesh once more and plunged it back in, showing no sign

of worry and panic. “If you

heart clenched at the sight of him—wounded, suffering, all because

worried about Darwin. How could she

all, this was her fault—he