Chapter 248
His unwanted wife, the world’s coveted genius

But thereâs no need to do that anymore.
Itâs pointless.â
Their divorce was inevitable.
Even if it turned out that Lucas cared for herâor perhaps even liked herâwhat would it change? What difference would it make anyway?
Belinda was lost in thought.
So what if Lucas liked her a little and cared for her a little? What would that change? She was tired.
She wasnât interested in having her life revolve around someone who felt only a smidgen of affection toward her.
It would only wear her down over time, much like it already had.
Instead of holding on to the slightest hope, she believed it was better to completely let go.
After all, all alongâ¦
She and Lucas had both wanted a divorce so strongly, without any hesitation.
On the other end of the line, Johnson couldnât help but feel resigned upon hearing Belindaâs words.
He knew in his heart that Belinda was more than ready to give up on her relationship with Lucas, and for some reason, he felt it was a pity that she had decided to do so.
gαâηÏνððsâ¤Ã§om has it all He had always believed that Belinda and Lucas should never divorce like this.
Before he could say anything more, Belinda spoke again. âI need to get back to work, Johnson.
Iâm hanging up now.â
âAll right, go ahead,â Johnson replied with a sigh.
They ended the call, and Belinda put her phone away before continuing to work.
Her demeanor remained calm and unbothered, as if her conversation with Johnson had no effect on her whatsoever.
In a VIP hospital room at the Grand Plains General Hospital.
âHow is she, doctor?â a man asked.
âFortunately, the doctor who responded acted quickly,â the doctor answered. âShe pulled the patient back from the brink of death.
Rest assured, the patient is now out of danger.â
The doctor paused for a moment before adding, âHowever, you need to be careful in the future.
The patient should avoid any strenuous activities and be sure to ask her to take the heart medication with her at all times.â
âI understand,â the man nodded. âThank you, doctor.â
The doctor took his leave, and the man glanced at the still-unconscious patient on the bed.
He stared at her for a while before leaving the room.
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