Chapter 834
His unwanted wife, the world’s coveted genius

Blood trickled from the corner of her mouth.
âKeep going,â Belinda said, her expression unchanged.
But Minna didnât dare utter another word. Instead, she glared at Belinda, her teeth clenched in fury, her whole body trembling with hatred.
âSince youâre done cursing, letâs have a proper conversation.â Belinda raised an eyebrow, sitting down in the chair facing her.
âThereâs nothing for us to talk about,â Minna said, making it clear she wasnât going to cooperate.
Belinda smirked slightly.
âI just donât get it. What exactly did I do to make you hate me this much? Is it about Darwin?â
At the mention of Darwinâs name, Minnaâs eyes went bloodshot. Pure hatred radiated from her gaze.
She spat out angrily, âYou shameless woman! You already have Mr. Clark. Why are you still holding onto Darwin?â
Belinda laughed as if she had just heard a joke.
âHolding onto Darwin? Where did you get that idea? Weâve only shared a few meals together.â
Minna, furious, snapped, âA few meals? And then you kissed him? The way he looks at you⦠Itâs obvious heâs into you!â
gαâηÏνðâsâ¤com has your next chapter Belinda rolled her eyes.
âI kissed him? Youâre talking about that photo someone took of Darwin and me last time? It only looked like a kiss because of the angle. I was about to fall, and Darwin caught me. Thatâs all there is to it.â
âDonât lie to me!â Minna shot back, disbelief and anger in her voice.
Belinda let out a cold laugh.
âAt this point, do you really think I need to lie to you?â
Minna remained silent, her eyes burning with hatred as she stared at Belinda.
Even if Belinda was telling the truth and the photos were misleading, one thing was undeniable: Darwin liked Belinda.
And that alone was enough for her to never stop hating Belinda. On top of that, the torment she had suffered after marrying Moshe was all because of Belinda.
The hatred she had for Belinda ran deep.
âTell me. After you ran away from the Burke familyâs residence, where did you go? Who took you in?â Belinda suddenly asked.
Minna scoffed, her face twisted with disdain.
âYou really think Iâd tell you?â
She paused, glaring at Belinda before adding coldly, âEven if you kill me, I wonât say a word about that.â
Belinda raised an eyebrow slightly, a faint smile curling on her lips.
âWell, I didnât expect you to spill it anyway. If you donât want to talk, I canât force you. But keeping you locked up here? Itâs not a long-term fix.â
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