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Chapter 6

Chapter 6:
“You can’t pursue her.”
“She’s not an option,” Lucas interjected in a low, gravelly voice, cutting through the chatter.
Hearing that, Ryan and Verena were visibly taken aback. They both turned to look at Lucas.
“Why not?” Ryan demanded, confusion in his voice.
Lucas’s face was expressionless, his gaze fixed on Ryan. “Because I said so.”
His voice carried a commanding tone, his striking features betraying no emotion.
Expressions shifted on both Ryan’s and Verena’s faces.
Verena looked at Lucas and opened her mouth, about to speak. But before she could say anything, Lucas abruptly rose from the sofa and exited the room.
Verena watched him leave, her hands balling into fists out of frustration. She was lost in thought.
Why did Lucas object to Ryan pursuing that woman?
Belinda exited the restroom, straightening her dress, ready to return to the hall.
She paused abruptly when she noticed a tall, handsome man casually leaning against the wall nearby.
Lucas glanced over at Belinda, their eyes briefly meeting. Belinda held his gaze for a second before casually looking away and walking past him.
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She pretended she didn’t know Lucas at all, ignoring his presence completely.
“Wait, stop.” Lucas’s cold voice echoed.
Belinda stopped and turned, her eyes locking with Lucas’s.
A slight smile played on her lips as she said, “Can I help you with anything, sir?”
Her voice was soothing, like a soft melody.
Belinda had thought three years would help her forget the man who had brought so much pain into her life.
Yet, seeing Lucas now, she realized that his image was already ingrained in her memory.
But she could remain composed in front of him now.
Lucas chuckled coldly at her words, staring at her pointedly.
His smirk was tinged with irony as he said, “Belinda, are you pretending to have amnesia now?”
Belinda was stunned for a moment.
Had Lucas actually recognized her?
Her eyes sparkled with a hint of surprise as she asked, “What do you need from me, Mr. Clark?”
“No longer pretending now, huh?” Lucas said sharply.
With a light smirk, Belinda responded, “Seeing as you’ve recognized me, there seems to be little point in continuing the charade.”
Lucas walked to stand before Belinda. “Belinda, did you think that since you fled three years ago, you could avoid our divorce?”
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