His unwanted wife, the world’s coveted genius

Chapter 1422:

Upon arrival, she parked and called Lucas from the elevator lobby. “Belinda, you’re here?” came Lucas’ voice, faintly unsteady through the speaker.

“Yes. I’m in the parking lot, but I can’t get to your floor. The elevator needs a key card. Can you come down?”

“Okay, I’m coming,” Lucas replied.

Belinda waited. Ten minutes ticked by before the elevator doors finally slid open.

Lucas stepped out slowly. His steps were slightly unsteady, and he swayed a little as he walked.

Belinda quickly walked over to steady him.

Seeing that he was alone, she frowned lightly. “Where’s Gordon?”

Lucas chuckled and hiccupped. “I sent him off. You’re here now, and that’s all I need.”

Then, without warning, Lucas pulled her close, arms snaking around her waist as he rested his head against her shoulder, nuzzling into the crook of her neck.

The position was awkward—especially for a man of his size—but Lucas looked perfectly content, refusing to move.

Belinda let out a sigh, returning the embrace with one arm and gently brushing her fingers through his hair.

After a while, when it became clear he had no intention of moving, she murmured, “Come on now, you’re not a kid, Lucas. Enough with the clinging. Let’s get home.”

“Just a little longer…” Lucas mumbled, his voice low.

Belinda attempted to reason with him. “How about we cuddle at home?”

Lucas was just about to agree when a voice called out, “Uncle Lucas? Belinda?”

They both turned to see Faye standing nearby, her eyes wide with surprise.

“Belinda, is everything okay with Uncle Lucas?” Faye asked, concern etched on her face.

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Belinda replied calmly, “He’s fine. Just a bit drunk. I came here to take him home.”

“You came alone?” Faye asked.

Belinda remained silent, but she could already guess where this was going.

Predictably, Faye stepped closer. “Why don’t I drive you two back?”

Belinda shook her head firmly. “No need. I’ve got it under control. You go ahead and enjoy your evening.”

But Faye said, “It’s no problem. I can see my friends later. Come on, Belinda. I’ll drive, and you can sit in the back with Uncle Lucas. I’ll help him get into the car.”noveldrama

She reached out to take Lucas’ arm.

But Lucas brushed her hand away immediately. “Don’t touch me,” he said.

Faye froze, her smile faltering for a split second. She recovered quickly.

“All right then… Looks like Uncle Lucas only recognizes you right now.”

She chuckled. “So, where’s your car parked, Belinda?”

Faye persistently urged Belinda, leaving her little room to decline. Steadying Lucas with one arm, Belinda extended her other hand to point in a direction. “My car’s that way,” she said.

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