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

Chapter 1390:

After returning home, Belinda headed upstairs to check on Gwenda. She knew Gwenda was likely hurting, too. But at her age, Gwenda had weathered life’s storms, her emotional resilience a steady anchor.

In a hospital room…

Baker pushed open the door to the hospital room and strode inside. As he entered, he said, “What happened? Why are you in the hospital?” However, the moment his gaze landed on Holley, his expression twisted in shock. “You… What on earth happened to you?”

Holley’s entire face, except for her eyes, nose, and mouth, was tightly wrapped in thick layers of gauze, leaving her almost unrecognizable.

“Baker…” At the sight of him, Holley’s eyes welled with tears, her voice thick with emotion. She sniffled, fighting back her sobs, before finally saying, “It was… It was Mollie and Belinda! Those two vile, wretched women did this to me!”

Her words tumbled forth, each one laden with rage and humiliation. “Belinda actually dragged Mollie into our home, and then…”

Holley bit down on her lip, trembling with fury. “Then Mollie ordered her two bodyguards to hold me down, and she slapped me! Not once, not twice—but thirty times! Can you believe it? Thirty times! She’s vicious!”

her voice shrill with disbelief and humiliation. “That bitch Belinda just stood there, watching. I begged her to help me. But she just

sent fresh waves of anger surging

Holley’s tirade, one chilling truth sank deep into his heart—the Thomas family

the Clark family, and now, the Thomas family was

thought of it made Baker feel as though his

stories are at

Holley, oblivious to the gravity of their

his voice sharp enough to slice through steel. He glared at her. “Do you even hear yourself? Avenge you? Have you lost your mind? Do you even know who Mrs. Thomas is? She’s the wife of the Thomas family’s head! The Thomas family is powerful. Do you think I have the power to touch them? Avenge you? What do you want me to do, drag Mrs. Thomas here so you can slap

down, she knew there was no way to get back at Mollie. She had no choice but to endure the humiliation. But she was

with frustration. “Do you have any idea how much stress I’ve been under lately because of work problems? I’m already exhausted. Stop

“You call this trivial? I was slapped thirty times, Baker! How can you stand there and

his arms, his gaze cold and accusatory. “If you hadn’t concocted that insane scheme to inject

tinged with disbelief. At that moment, she felt her anger reach its