The unwanted wife’s unexpected comeback

Chapter 19:

? ? ? ? ?

The sleek black car stopped in front of the old apartment complex.

Alicia got out without looking back, her heels clicking softly on the pavement as she drove away. Inside the car, Hank watched her retreating figure.

With a wry smile at the corner of his lips, he broke the silence. “Mr. Ward, you like Miss Bennett, don't you?”

Caden's face remained impassive, his expression as unreadable as ever.

"Have you been drinking? What's this nonsense about?"

Hank cleared his throat awkwardly, sensing a change in the atmosphere. “But if you didn't like her, then why did you kiss her?”

A slight crease formed between Caden's brows as he turned his head just enough to catch Hank's gaze in the rearview mirror. “If the moment called for it, I could kiss anyone, even you.”

Hank blinked, completely caught off guard. “Huh?”

Caden, uninterested in Hank's confusion, looked away at the weathered building before them.

The place was old, not exactly rundown, but far from comfortable, with peeling paint and windows that had looked better days. Compared to Joshua's luxurious villa, it was a stark contrast, a far cry from the life Alicia had known. It was clear she had left with nothing but her pride, and this apartment was the bitter reminder.

Typical Joshua. He never left anything for those he discarded.

Leaning back in his seat, Caden's fingers drummed rhythmically on the armrest, his expression cold and distant. “Let's go.”

At the hospital, Lilliana lay in bed, stiff with worry.

She rested her hands on her small belly, her breathing was labored, and she barely dared to move. Fear for the baby consumed all her thoughts.

Joshua hovered over her, obedient and attentive. He catered to her every whim, making sure the press never found out where they were. Every detail was handled with precision: not a single photograph could be allowed to leak to the media.

fell, fatigue settled upon him like a heavy burden. He exhaled slowly, finally finding a moment of peace, although it was far from restful. Lilliana, whose earlier anger had been softened by his efforts, still refused to look

to gently coax her. Slowly, she slowed and let him hold her, though a shadow of warning still lingered in

yell at me like that again," he

fell silent, his

from his phone

avoiding Lilliana's curious gaze as

off at the apartment complex and left shortly after. We have maintained close surveillance throughout the night and

deleted

first thing she heard was news about

he muttered, his eyebrows furrowing in disbelief. Had he heard correctly? A sneer spread across his lips. “Do you want to compete

nodded. “Yes, that's

into her palm as she gritted

an eyebrow innocently. “I hadn't heard. “I thought you were

making her wonder if Gerry held some unspoken grudge against her. But she quickly dismissed the thought, deciding it was just her

against me,” he said with a dismissive wave of his hand. “Rest assured, Mr.

burst out laughing, his howls

betting on Alice,” he said, his voice casual

smile faltered, a chill running through

chuckle. “Caden supports

Lilliana scoffed at Gerry's apparent lack

she left, she quickly

that composer, Iris?” he

absentmindedly replied,

voice as she looked around to make sure no one was listening. “You know, the ghostwriter.

his task. “You're working with Caden now,”

the middle of a competition!” Lilliana's eyes flashed with fierce determination. “I'm competing against Alicia. “I have to completely outshine her.” However,

her new songs? They lacked the spark that had propelled

Alice, but composing his own music was

name making him waver, and he finally turned