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

Chapter 1157:

“L-Lucas… W-What’s happening?” she stammered.

Lucas let out a low, derisive chuckle, his expression darkening, his voice as cold as ice.

“Lucas? You think you have the right to address me so casually?”

His grip around her throat tightened.

“You must have a death wish,” he said coldly.

“Please—Mr. Clark—I was wrong!” Sarai choked out, sheer panic flashing in her wide eyes.

At this point, she understood everything.

Lucas had never been drugged. He had been putting on an act all along.

But the real question was—how had he anticipated her plan so precisely?

identify the

aware of her scheme from

couldn’t be

on these terrifying thoughts. Lucas’s fingers coiled around her throat like an unrelenting vice, stealing the very breath from her

desperately at his iron grip. The veins in her forehead bulged, her vision blurred, and a

face looked both

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warning, he shoved her away with such force that she crashed onto the floor, landing

in violent, agonizing gulps. She clutched

through her

then lifted her head, her terror-stricken

her. Instead, he retrieved some tissues and meticulously wiped his hands, his movements slow. He wore a dark expression, as if he had just touched

action

complexion drained

She remained motionless on the cold floor, too paralyzed with fear to

the Grand Plains