Chapter 380
His unwanted wife, the world’s coveted genius

Johnson fell silent, his eyes betraying a flicker of resignation.
Even now, Lucas repeated the same firm denial.
Was it that he hadnât recognized his own feelings, or did he truly not care for Belinda?
It appeared it was time to push Lucas to a decision.
With a chuckle, Johnson said, âAlright, Iâm relieved to hear your answer! Iâll go ahead and prepare to confess my feelings to Belinda. I canât hold back any longer.â
With those words, Johnson turned and walked away without waiting for a response.
Lucas watched him leave, his fists tightening and loosening repeatedly.
A battle seemed to wage in his dark eyes.
He continued to watch as Johnson approached Belinda and as she left with him.
At that moment, his expression shifted dramatically.
His mind went blank, overwhelmed by a surge of emotions.
Compelled by a sudden impulse, he was ready to follow them.
But just thenâ¦
âLucas, come over here,â Harold said, halting him in his tracks.
Lucas glanced at Harold with a furrowed brow and then turned his gaze back toward Belinda and Johnson.
He noticed them heading toward the back garden.
A wave of panic surged through him, and he moved to follow them.
But Harold suddenly stepped forward, grabbing his arm firmly. âHey! Iâm calling you! Didnât you hear me just now? Come with me!â
Reluctantly, Lucas allowed himself to be pulled away by Harold.
After managing to excuse himself from Harold and his guests, Lucas found that Belinda and Johnson were no longer in the banquet hall.
His concern deepening, Lucas hurried toward the back garden.
The main hall was bustling, leaving the garden in unusual silence.
Lucas had only taken a few steps when a familiar voice carried through the air.
âCome on, will you say yes or no?â Johnson said.
At the sound, Lucas immediately looked up and turned toward the voice.
He spotted Belinda and Johnson standing under a tree.
Johnsonâs expression was one of eager anticipation as he awaited Belindaâs response.
Belinda looked conflicted, her lips pressed tightly together. âDonât rush me. I need time to think about it,â she said.
Johnsonâs insistence grew.
He reached out, gently pulling Belinda toward him by the shoulders, his tone urgent. âWhatâs there to think about? You canât hesitate! I need an answer now, yes or no?â
When Lucas saw this, his expression turned stormy, his handsome features marred by deep frustration.
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