His unwanted wife, the world’s coveted genius

Chapter 444:

Instead, he sent Gordon there to check on Belinda.

Gordon called Lucas just as Lucas arrived at the office. “Hello,” Lucas said, picking up the call.

“I’m at the hospital, Mr. Clark. However, the nurse said Ms. Wright was discharged this morning,” Gordon said.

“She was discharged?” Lucas asked with a frown.

“Yes. I spoke to the attending doctor. He said her condition had improved and that she only needed a daily IV drip. Ms. Wright is a doctor herself, so she can handle that. That’s why the doctor approved her discharge,” Gordon explained.

“I see,” Lucas said, then hung up the phone.

For some reason, his throat felt constricted.

He sat there, feeling utterly uncomfortable.

Damn it!

What was it to him if she chose to be discharged? However, despite this thought, Lucas’ frustration didn’t subside.

At Vera Villas,

Belinda had insisted on being discharged, leaving Kenia unable to do anything about it.

Belinda knew her condition and knew that it wouldn’t make much difference whether she was at the hospital or at home.

More importantly, she really didn’t want to see Lucas again.

So, she chose to do this to avoid him.

Half-sitting up in bed, Belinda grabbed a book and was about to read when her phone rang.

She retrieved her phone and saw Kaiden’s name on the screen.noveldrama

“Hello,” Belinda said, picking up the call.

“How are you feeling?” Caiden asked, sounding concerned.

“I feel much better now,” Belinda replied.

“I heard what happened. Don’t worry; I’ll make sure you get a proper explanation,” Caiden said.

He had just returned from a business trip and learned what had happened.

Belinda chuckled lightly and said, “There’s no need for that. I did break the rules first.”

“This matter is not as simple as you think.

Branson and Turner are very close.

Branson is clearly using this chance to get back at you for Turner.

Anyways, you shouldn’t worry about this for now.

Just focus on recovering and leave it to me,” Caiden said before hanging up the phone.

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