His unwanted wife, the world's coveted genius - Chapter 315

Chapter 315:

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Lucas rose without another word and left the room.

As Harold watched Lucas walk away, a thought took root in his mind—he just hoped Lucas would not regret this decision in the future.

When Lucas returned to his bedroom with Belinda, his eyes instinctively searched for her. The room was empty, save for the soft glow spilling in from the balcony. He crossed the room, walking toward the balcony.

On the balcony, a gentle breeze stirred the night air. Belinda sat on the swing chair, her posture relaxed as she gazed into the distance.

Lucas stepped onto the balcony, his voice breaking the quiet. “How is your relationship with Sarai?” he asked.

Belinda turned to Lucas, her brow creasing slightly. The question was unexpected. “Why do you ask?” she responded, obviously confused.

Lucas ignored her question. “Are you two close?”

“Yes,” Belinda replied after a pause. “We are pretty close.”

“Just be careful around her,” Lucas said, his tone tinged with something unspoken.

Belinda’s frown deepened as she studied Lucas. “Why would you say that? Did something happen?”

“Earlier today, Sarai came to see me asking to have a chat,” Lucas began. “She said you were deeply in love with me, and the whole divorce idea was just a ploy to get my attention.”

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A soft chuckle escaped Lucas’ lips.

Belinda’s face darkened immediately when she heard that. Sarai had gone behind her back to talk to Lucas and said that? What was Sarai trying to imply by saying that? That she was only playing hard to get with Lucas?

Before Belinda could form a response, Lucas added, “Oh, and she mentioned that I’m the second man you’ve ever liked.”

Belinda’s breath hitched, her fists clenched at her sides. What was Sarai trying to pull?

“And then,” Lucas continued, his voice dripping with mock curiosity, “she managed to twist her ankle and tried to fall into my arms. Funny, right? Makes me wonder if one of her legs really gave out or if there’s something wrong with the tiles in my house.”

Belinda stared at him, momentarily stunned. Her expression turned stormy as realization set in.

So, Sarai had been trying to seduce Lucas? It all made sense now—the strange comments, the sudden interest, and Sarai’s eavesdropping during her conversation with her grandmother. Sarai must’ve been trying to figure out how her relationship with Lucas was going at that time.

Belinda’s chest tightened, anger and disbelief swirling within her. She had always treated Sarai like family, like a sister. To hear this now felt like a betrayal, a sharp slap to her face.

She trusted Lucas enough to know he wouldn’t lie about something like this.

Besides, he had no reason to make this up.

Taking several deep breaths to steady herself, Belinda bit her lip for a second and said, “I understand.”

Lucas said nothing more. He turned and walked back into the room, leaving Belinda to her thoughts.

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