His unwanted wife, the world’s coveted genius

Chapter 3:

“See you tomorrow at ten at the courthouse,” Lucas said coldly.

He then turned and sat back on the sofa.

Belinda’s steps were heavy as she moved toward the door to leave.

Just then, Verena’s soft voice echoed. “Lucas, I’m too full. Can I discard this cake?”

Hearing that, Belinda froze.

“Of course,” Lucas replied.

Upon hearing Lucas’s response, Belinda shut her eyes, letting her tears mix with the raindrops on her face.

She left the room quickly and made her way back to Reverie Villa, the home she had shared with Lucas.

On the coffee table awaited the divorce papers, just as Lucas had mentioned.

Belinda scanned the documents and noted the settlement terms.

After she divorced Lucas, she would receive three hundred million dollars and two luxurious houses.

Despite having used her, Lucas had ensured she wouldn’t walk away empty-handed.

Three years of marriage now equated to three hundred million and two properties—wasn’t that a form of profit?

With a bitter smile, Belinda signed the divorce papers.

Just then, a tear splashed onto the document; she hurriedly dabbed at it and looked up, trying to hold back any further tears.

At that moment, her phone buzzed with a new message.

It was from her mentor.

“Belinda, have you decided yet? Don’t pass up this chance to study abroad—it’s an incredible opportunity. You’ll regret missing out!”

Belinda looked at the message, her resolve strengthening as she replied, “I’ve decided. I will go abroad to study.”

For weeks, Belinda had been uncertain about accepting the offer to study abroad.

Now, clarity had come.

She would seize this opportunity.

It was time for her to begin anew.noveldrama

She wanted a new life, one that was truly her own.

After replying to the message, she slipped her phone into her pocket and began to pack.

Though the previous day’s rain had left her feverish, she pushed herself—fever and all—to the courthouse by ten the following morning.

However, even after the clock ticked past eleven, Lucas still hadn’t shown up.

Belinda decided to call him.

Verena’s voice greeted her as soon as the call connected. “Lucas, can you help me here?”

Then, Lucas’s voice came through. “I’m tied up right now. We’ll reschedule the courthouse visit.”

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