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His unwanted wife, the world’s coveted genius by Derk Blaylock

Chapter 991
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Chapter 991

Chapter 991:

“Yes, Mr. Clark.”

That night, Lucas went to Belinda’s place to see her.

Mainly because he wanted to check on her, but also because he felt the need to update her on the situation.

But Bethany stopped him in the living room. “You can talk to Belinda tomorrow. Belinda’s condition has

worsened. She contracted a fever this afternoon, and it hasn't gone away. She ate dinner, but threw up almost

immediately. It took her a while to finally fall asleep, so I think it's best that you let her rest.”

Lucas felt as though his heart was being torn to pieces. “I'll go upstairs and check on her,” Lucas said in a rough

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voice.

“Don’t,” Bethany said.

Lucas turned and looked at her, his brows furrowed in confusion. Why wouldn't Bethany let him go upstairs?

“Belinda locked the door. She won't let you in,” Bethany explained, her voice tinged with concern. “She doesn’t

even wantto stay in the sroom with her anymore. She keeps insisting that she’s alright and tellsnot

to worry. But | can see through her words—she’s scared, even if she won't admit it. I've tried reasoning with her,

but she won't budge.”

Lucas’ brow furrowed, his dark eyes clouded with worry.

Bethany spoke again, her tone softer. “You should go back for now and cback tomorrow. Try visiting in the

afternoon—she tends to sleep more during the day. Maybe seeing you then will ease her mind.”

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Lucas hesitated, his chest tightening with the weight of helplessness. After a brief pause, he nodded reluctantly.

“Alright. Ill be back tomorrow.”

The following day.

Jazmine and Rowell arrived at Belinda’s place, their faces tense with worry.

They had only just learned about Belinda’s occupational exposure upon returning from their trip to Soling.

“Something so grave occurred, and you didn’t inform us immediately?” Jazmine’s voice trembled with a mixture

of anxiety and reproach. Her eyes reddened.

“Jazmine, please don’t worry about me. I'm fine,” Belinda tried to reassure her, forcing a smile that barely

masked her exhaustion.

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“Fine? You're calling this fine? What would it take for you to admit you're not alright? Look at yourself—your

complexion is pale, and you've clearly lost weight. How can you assert that you're fine?” Jazmine's voice rose in

frustration, her worry transforming into anger.

Belinda sighed lightly. “It’s just the side effects of the prophylactic medication. They're somewhat intense, but

they are nothing I can’t handle.”

Rowell’s brows knit together in concern. “The reactions to pre-exposure prophylaxis medication vary from person

to person. Sget through it unscathed, while others suffer harsh side effects. Unfortunately, it's a gamble.

But no matter how severe the symptoms become, stopping the medication isn’t an option. You must endure it.”

Belinda nodded firmly. “I understand. | can endure this.”

Rowell gave a small nod of approval before his tone shifted to something more serious. “Now, telleverything

that happened on the day of the incident. Spare no detail.”