Chapter 185



He stressed each syllable, turning to face Belinda with a cold stare. “How would you know that?”

“Just by looking, of course,” Belinda replied matter-of-factly.

Lucas’s forehead veins bulged in response.

Looking? How on earth could she have seen Johnson’s build closely before?

Lucas’s expression darkened, his voice cold as he asked, “And just how did you manage to see that?”

Belinda blinked, a flicker of mischief in her eyes. “Well… That’s something I can’t really disclose.”

With a playful hint of secrecy, she seemed to suggest something very scandalous, yet internally, she was calm.

How had she seen it? She had merely looked, naturally. What else could it be?

It wasn’t like she had seen Johnson naked or anything.

The car suddenly came to a halt, its tires screeching against the roadside.

Lucas’s face flushed with fury, his eyes a raging dark hue.

Clenching his teeth, he said sharply, “Belinda, have you lost all sense of decency? We are still legally married!”

gⱯlnσν𝓮ℓs․cóm is your escape Belinda felt her heart flutter at his intense display of emotion.

She faced Lucas directly, questioning, “In what way have I lost all sense of decency?”

A mischievous thought flickered across her mind, prompting a slight smirk from her. “What’s gotten into you, Mr. Clark? Why are you so angry?”

Lucas was stunned for a moment. Then, he narrowed his eyes. “Who were you with just now?” he asked casually as the car merged onto the highway.

“Johnson,” Belinda replied with a calm expression, knowing that Lucas already knew the answer.

Lucas fell silent. Just when Belinda thought Lucas wouldn’t speak again, he suddenly asked, “So, what do you think of Johnson?”

It was Belinda’s remark that made him recognize the intensity of his own reaction.

Regaining his composure, he forced a scornful smile. “Angry? Hardly… I just feel embarrassed by you. Once we’re divorced, you’re free to look at whomever you please. But while you’re still my wife, I expect you to have some decency and do what is right. Don’t tarnish my family’s name.”

By the end of his speech, his tone had turned stern.

Lucas didn’t wait for Belinda’s response; instead, he fired up the engine and continued to drive.

On the outside, Lucas maintained a facade of calmness, yet internally, he felt like a raging fire was consuming him. He was frustrated with himself now. He was startled by the unsettling realization that Belinda had a growing influence over his emotions—a development he found troubling.

Meanwhile, Belinda remained calm, casually observing Lucas before she shifted her gaze to the passing scenery outside the car window, her face a mask of neutrality.

The rest of the drive passed in silence.

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