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The Genius's Unwanted Bride

Chapter 1609
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Chapter 1609: But the knocking cagain—louder, more insistent. It echoed like a maddening rhythm neither of them could escape. Lucas remained frozen, unable to move.

Belinda exhaled and nudged his chest lightly. "Maybe it's important." He didn't answer. His brow furrowed, a vein pulsing with quiet frustration.

After a few seconds, he rolled onto his back and stared at the ceiling.

The knocks continued, relentless.

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Belinda gave his leg a light kick. "Put your clothes on and go open the door. This is getting annoying." Lucas's scowl deepened by the second. He looked like he wanted to punch the wall.

Despite his irritation, he sat up and began to get dressed.

Just then, Belinda's phone on the bedside table started ringing.

Belinda retrieved her phone and saw Faye's nilluminated on the screen.

She swiped to accept the call, bringing the device to her ear. "Hello?" "Belinda, you must cout immediately! Your grandmother isn't feeling well." Faye's voice carried unmistakable urgency and distress.

Belinda's expression changed instantly, worry etching deep lines across her features. "What happened?" "She's experiencing discomfort. You need to cdownstairs and check on her." Faye remained frustratingly vague, which only intensified Belinda's worry.

Belinda immediately hung up and started getting dressed.

"What's troubling Gwenda?" Lucas asked, his brow creasing with genuine concern.

"Faye didn't give details, just said Gwenda isn't feeling well," Belinda explained as she pulled on her clothes.

They got dressed quickly and burst out the door together.

By this time, Faye had vanished from outside their room.

They hurried down the stairs and made their way to the living room.

Upon spotting Gwenda seated comfortably on the sofa, Belinda rushed to her side, her face filled with intense worry. "Grandma, what's troubling you? Are you experiencing any pain or discomfort?" Gwenda extended her weathered hand and grasped Belinda's fingers, immediately offering reassurance. "I'm perfectly fine, dear, just experiencing a slightly congested nose and sharmless sneezes. However, Faye becconvinced I must be developing a cold. She insisted on summoning you. I tried to dissuade her, but she wouldn't listen."

Belinda stood there, completely am bewildered by the situation. Lucas's composed expression also faltered momentarily.

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Faye regarded Gwenda with clear acrgss disapproval written across her face. "You sneezed twice during our dinner, and then again just now.

"You've obviously contracted a cold. You can't be careless about your health at yourage," Faye said with a tone that conveyed genuine worry.