Chapter 707 A Family Reunion

Upon recognizing it was Xander, the high alert in Cayden's heart eased slightly. “How did you get here?” Cayden asked.

“Just passing by and couldn't help but lend a hand,” Xander joked. Suddenly, his handsome brows furrowed slightly, his gaze falling on Cayden's injured arm. A hint of concern appeared in his tone. “How is it? Not too badly hurt, I hope?”

Cayden sneered coldly, “I'm not dying just yet.”

He knew his buddies cared in a different way than others. Sometimes they seemed to take pleasure in his misfortune, but deep down, they were genuinely concerned.

Perhaps that was the unique bond between men.

“Tsk, tsk! I knew you were a tough one to kill. Even that massive explosion couldn't take you down, so what could these useless small fries possibly do to you? However, how did you become so pale? You didn't use any skin whitening injections, did you? Tell me your secret, I'm really curious...” Xander walked up to Cayden, his slender finger poised to lift his chin, his tone overly dramatic.

Cayden barely dodged Xander's menacing grasp, his gaze as sharp as a hawk's, making Xander's scalp tingle. “Want to know how I keep my skin so fair?”

Xander nodded blankly.

It was no wonder he was curious, as Cayden's feminine attire was truly breathtaking.

He couldn't fathom how a rough, tough man could transform into a delicate, beautiful woman.

Pointing in a certain direction, Cayden then began to tend to his own wounds without further ado.

“What the hell? What am I supposed to be looking at? Is there a plastic surgery clinic or something?” Xander's gaze followed the direction of his finger. Apart from a few scattered shops, there was nothing else in sight.

Cayden paid no attention to his ramblings.

He treated the wound with impressive speed, quickly bandaging it up. “Let's go!” he said.

strode confidently toward the parking lot, leaving Xander still engrossed in

he had thought of something, the corners

adorned with brilliantly gilded wallpaper. Warm lotus wall

bed draped with white gauze curtains, cradling a baby

the door, he was greeted with such a

faces of the mother and child, one big and one small,

fell on Avery's face with intense desire, his large hand

years, yet she remained as gentle and beautiful as ever, though she seemed to have

their son Cal, was indeed a spitting image of him. The little face was almost identical to

third baby. Aside from the initial excitement, his attention was primarily focused

Cal from her embrace to the side, gazing fondly at her

was serene. Her long, curled eyelashes occasionally fluttered and trembled

“Um... Cayden...”

cheeks flushing

her soft whispers, undoubtedly, were the strongest catalyst, fueling all of

his coat and rolled

in the sweet dream, suddenly, a heavy object carrying a chill pressed down on her, shattering her beautiful

pain, as if something had bitten

a moist tongue had

Avery was utterly stunned.

moment she did, she

“C-Cayden?”

At that moment, she wanted to scream. Her eyes were brimming with tears. “Is it really you? Is it

hand on his face, gently saying, “It's me, silly girl. You're not dreaming. Feel my face. Can

really came back... Where have you been? Do you know how

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