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

Chapter 1582:

If that were the case, it further proved that the person wanted her dead.

Her thoughts spiraled, but Lucas’s voice pulled her back. “What are you thinking about?”

She gave a faint smile and shook her head. “Nothing really. Just… realizing I made you worry again.”

Her hand reached up gently to touch his face, her eyes full of quiet concern. “Did you stay up all night watching over me? Look at those dark circles under your eyes.”

“I’m fine,” Lucas murmured, his voice low.

He took her hand from his cheek, holding it softly before pressing a tender kiss to her fingers.

His gaze locked onto hers—stormy with guilt, heavy with unspoken fear. “Stay with me. Don’t leave me again. Please.” His plea was barely above a whisper, but it carried the weight of everything he hadn’t said.

to look for Faye, she might never have been attacked. He probably blamed himself for letting her look for Faye alone. But

Lucas had objected, but she wouldn’t back down—she had insisted

expected such a thing to

Lucas’s hand firmly and nodded.

with a kind of solemn intensity. “I’m truly sorry for what happened last night. I

he’d blame himself. Belinda had expected

your fault. I made that call, not you. No one could’ve seen this coming,

respond, but the way his gaze softened said more than words ever

Belinda could say more, the door to

Johnson, and the others

how are

“Does anything still hurt?”

to Belinda’s bedside, their voices overlapping with concern as they bombarded her

“I’m okay. Just a slight headache, that’s all. Nothing serious.