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Chapter 241

Chapter 241:
He was lost in thought.
Before Lucas could form a response, Johnson cut him off, his voice calm but edged with curiosity. “Or maybe I should ask you differently. Why did you rush here so quickly, storm into my house, and confront me like that? What exactly did you suspect? Did you hear that moan earlier and assume it was from Belinda? Did you think she was here with me?”
Lucas remained silent, his gaze unreadable.
Johnson sighed deeply, the weight of the moment settling over him. “Lucas, are you sure you don’t have any feelings for Belinda at all?”
At the question, Lucas’ pupils contracted slightly, his composure momentarily faltering.
After a long pause, he finally looked up, his eyes dark and unreadable, his lips parting slightly as he replied, “Of course not. I don’t have any feelings for her.”
Johnson didn’t miss a beat. “Then how do you explain the way you were acting just now?”
Lucas narrowed his eyes, their sharp intensity cutting through the air as he spoke in a low, deliberate tone. “No matter what, Belinda is still my wife. If she… If she were to betray me like that, it would be intolerable. It’s not about her. It’s about my dignity. That’s the only reason I was so angry earlier.”
A scoff escaped Johnson’s lips as he shook his head lightly. “Lucas, be honest with yourself. If you truly didn’t care about Belinda, if she didn’t matter to you, would it really bother you whom she was with? If anything, you’d feel disgusted, maybe annoyed. But this kind of rage with this kind of intensity? It’s not the reaction of someone who doesn’t care about Belinda.”
He glanced at the clock on the wall, a smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. “Twenty-seven minutes.”
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It normally takes an hour to get here from the Clark estate, but you made it in twenty-seven minutes this time. Would you really push yourself that hard for someone you claim not to care about?”
Johnson’s words landed like a punch, striking deep into Lucas’ chest.
His brow furrowed, irritation flickering across his expression as though Johnson’s observations had hit too close to the truth.
Grinding his teeth, Lucas snapped back, his voice tight with defiance. “Belinda is my wife. That’s why this is different! If she actually did something like that, it would tarnish the Clark family’s reputation. I won’t let that happen!”
Johnson’s lips parted slightly as if to respond, but no words came out.
Instead, he studied Lucas carefully, his expression a mix of complicated emotions.
It was impossible to tell if Lucas truly didn’t realize the depth of his feelings for Belinda—or if he did and was simply trying to avoid the truth.
Suddenly, something seemed to dawn on Johnson, and a sly smile tugged at his lips.
He nodded slowly, his tone light but laced with meaning. “Well, if that’s how it is, then even better. Lucas, rest assured, I’d never do anything to betray you—not before you and Belinda finalize your divorce. And honestly, since you’re about to divorce soon, I don’t mind waiting a little longer. I’ve been patient for a long time already.”
At Johnson’s words, the veins on Lucas’ forehead pulsed visibly, and the anger that had simmered down moments ago reignited with force within him.
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