His unwanted wife, the world’s coveted genius

Chapter 1452:

Nalani hesitated briefly before replying, “Barbara hasn’t been officially assigned an attending physician. We’re still waiting on her latest test results.”

Harold blinked in surprise. “No attending physician yet?” Then, without missing a beat, he said, “Not choose my daughter-in-law? She’s an exceptionally talented doctor. She—”

“Dad!” Lucas quickly interjected.

Harold turned toward his son, puzzled.

Lucas met his gaze and simply shook his head.

Though Harold didn’t understand the reason behind Lucas’ objection, he chose not to press the issue. So, he didn’t say anything more.

Nalani blinked in surprise. “Wait… Lucas’ wife works at Grand Plains General Hospital, too? Is she in the Cardiac Surgery Department?”

She vaguely recalled that Lucas had married, though she couldn’t quite remember the woman’s name, only that she wasn’t particularly striking in appearance and had been a bit plump.

Lucas responded with a casual smile, “My wife does work here at Grand Plains General Hospital, but not in the Cardiac Surgery Department. My dad just mixed things up.”

“Ah, yes, yes,” Harold quickly said with a laugh. “Must be my old age catching up with me. My memory isn’t what it used to be!”

Nalani chuckled. “Oh please, Harold, you’re not that old at all.”

With that, the topic naturally ended.noveldrama

Lucas, Harold, and Norma spent close to an hour with Barbara before deciding it was time to leave for lunch.

As they exited the ward, Harold said, “Lucas, Belinda must be off duty by now. Why don’t you give her a call? We could have lunch together.”

“Alright,” Lucas agreed with a nod. “You and Mom wait downstairs; I’ll go get her.”

𝗢𝗳𝗳𝗶𝗰𝗶𝗮𝗹 𝗲𝗱𝗶𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺: 𝗀Ɐ𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝗍𝖊𝗅𝘀﹒ⅽ𝗈𝗺

With that, he turned and headed toward the doctors’ office.

“Mr. Clark.” The moment Lucas stepped into the doctors’ office, a doctor respectfully greeted him.

Hearing that, Belinda instinctively lifted her head.

When she saw Lucas, her face immediately lit up with a gentle smile.

Lucas walked toward her with his usual composed charm and casually placed a hand on her shoulder, massaging it with affection. “Are you done for the morning?” he asked, his voice low and warm. “How about we grab something to eat together?”

Belinda nodded with a soft smile. “Sure, just give me two minutes; I need to finish organizing these files.”

“Take your time,” Lucas replied. He said nothing more, choosing instead to remain at her side in silence, continuing his soothing massage while she arranged the documents.

The office had fallen into stunned silence. The other doctors all looked at them, disbelief and astonishment etched across their faces. Was this really happening? Was the renowned Mr. Clark, heir of the powerful Clark family, massaging Belinda’s shoulders?

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