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His unwanted wife, the world’s coveted genius by Derk Blaylock

Chapter 265
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Chapter 265:

It’s not serious.

We'll monitor her overnight, and if all goes well, she can be discharged tomorrow.

Just ensure she comes back for her follow-up.”

“Alright, | understand.

Thank you, doctor,” Ryan said, his tone respectful but still laced with concern.

The doctor gave a brief nod before leaving, his steps brisk as he exited the room.

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Once the doctor was gone, Lucas stepped inside.

His presence was commanding, drawing Ryan's attention immediately.

“Lucas, you're here,” Ryan said, relief evident in his voice.

Hearing Ryan's words, Verena stirred slightly, her eyes quickly fluttering open.

“Lucas...” she called out softly.

Her voice was faint and frail, as if the injury had drained her of strength.

With the bandage wrapped around her forehead and the pallor of her skin, she appeared weak and vulnerable.

Lucas walked over to the bedside, his expression unreadable as he looked at Verena.

“What happened?” he asked, his tone direct.

Lucas’ tone was distant, carrying a stiffness that betrayed his indifference.

Even as he looked at Verena, visibly injured, he didn’t immediately ask about her condition.

Verena's voice was soft as she explained, “I had a nightmare and accidentally rolled off the bed, hitting the

corner of the cabinet.”

Lucas’ expression didn’t change much, becoming unreadable as he processed her words.

Ryan, standing nearby, sensed the tension. “You two talk. I'll step out for a bit,” he said at that moment.

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Without waiting for a reply, he turned and left the room, the door closing softly behind him but left slightly ajar.

Verena'’s gaze lingered on Lucas, her tone turning gentle. “Lucas, thank you for coming to seeso late. Just

seeing you here makesfeel so much better.”

Lucas remained composed, his voice steady but detached. “It's late, and you're hurt. You should rest.”

Verena ignored his words, patting the space beside her on the bed.

Her voice took on a pleading edge. “Lucas, could you sit here for a moment? There's something | need to talk to

you about.”

Lucas hesitated for a moment, but after a few seconds, he walked over and sat on the edge of the bed.

The moment he did, Verena suddenly sat up, her movements quick and unexpected, and threw herself into his

arms.

Lucas suddenly froze, his body stiffening immediately as his expression darkened.