The unwanted wife’s unexpected comeback

Chapter 836:

“It’s still yours, Caden. I’ll fight for what I want on my own.”

Caden’s eyes darkened slightly, the air thick with unspoken tension between them. His voice came out strained, almost as if something sharp lodged in his throat.

“So, you still hate me, then?”

He knew she hadn’t forgiven him. She still carried the weight of his hurtful words from the past. Alicia managed a faint smile, though it didn’t reach her eyes.

“Mr. Ward, let’s be honest. We both have our own responsibilities. Our days are full. We don’t have time for trivial matters.”

Caden’s lips curved into a forced smile, the irony of the words biting. Trivial matters, huh? He leaned forward, his tone sharper now.

“If you don’t want anything from anyone, then why are you teaming up with Corey against me?”

Alicia’s eyes met his without hesitation.

“Because I gain from working with him.”

Caden’s brows furrowed, trying to understand.

“But when you reach out to me, all the advantages come to you. I don’t want any of that.”

Alicia’s expression turned colder, her voice sharper.

“Caden…”

Her words were caught in her throat. She still had feelings for him. Every part of her wanted to break the distance between them, but so much had been said and done. His generosity meant nothing to her now. He had once looked down on her, mocked her as nothing, with no compassion, no care.

Alicia stood abruptly, her chair scraping against the floor. Before she could move further, Caden reached out, his hand lightly gripping her arm, pulling her back.

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Alicia looked at Caden with mixed feelings, saying, “Come on, show some dignity.”

She had been deeply hurt by grief before and knew the pain well. She genuinely hoped Caden would be spared from that experience.

Without saying another word, she broke free of his grip, turned, and left.

Outside, Hank was waiting. He received a call from Caden to drive Alicia home. Alicia was temporarily living in a villa downtown. Once she arrived, she took a shower, hoping that it would help clear her thoughts. However, trying to push the memories away only brought them into sharper focus.

Restless in bed, she found that the image of Caden’s pale face haunted her every time she closed her eyes. Suddenly, the doorbell echoed through the house. She tensed up instinctively. She dressed quickly and took a self-defense tool before cautiously checking the door’s video monitor.

Caden was standing outside. She paused, frozen in place. Alicia remained silent, but Caden seemed to sense her gaze and called out, “Alicia, let me in. I need to see you,” he said.

With a resigned sigh, she responded through the intercom, “It’s late. Let’s talk some other time.” Caden gave no response. He simply stood there, silent.

Alicia turned off the video and put the weapon down. Yet, she couldn’t dismiss the image of him from earlier; his eyes had been unusually red as if he had been drinking.

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