Chapter 746
His unwanted wife, the world’s coveted genius

Minna saw a photo of Darwin holding Belindaâs wrist.
Her gaze locked onto the image, her eyes fixating on Darwinâs hand resting on Belindaâs wrist. A sharp pang of jealousy pierced through her chest, raw and unrelenting.
Before she could process it, Moshe swiped to the next photo.
Minnaâs pupils contracted, her fury twisting her face into something almost unrecognizable. Darwin and that woman, Belinda, seemed to be kissing in the photo.
Minnaâs mind reeled. How could this be real? How could it happen?
In that instant, it felt as though her entire world crumbled.
Here she was, trapped in misery and humiliation, enduring torment day after day.
But Belinda?
That woman was out there basking in her bliss, holding hands with Darwin, laughing, dining, and kissing him.
The thought ignited a firestorm in Minnaâs chest. How could she possibly accept this?
She wanted Belinda dead!
The thought roared through Minnaâs mind. Rage boiled over, making her face pale and her body tremble uncontrollably.
Moshe noticed this and sneered, his tone dripping with mockery. âWhatâs wrong? Still hung up on Darwin, are you? Just look at yourself. What makes you think you deserve to be together with him? Youâre mine, Minna. Thereâs no escaping it. Stop dreaming and accept your place as my woman.â
Without warning, he grabbed her face roughly, forcing her to meet his cold, mocking gaze, and bit her hard.
In the past, Minna would have cried out in pain.
But now? Nothing. No reaction, no tears; she was utterly numb, as though the world around her had ceased to exist.
Moshe didnât stop there. He threw her onto the bed, his cruelty knowing no bounds.
That night, Minna felt like a lifeless puppet. She didnât struggle or cry out, her body lying limp as if her soul had already departed from her body.
Only one thought consumed her mindâBelinda must die.
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