The unwanted wife’s unexpected comeback

Chapter 22:

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As soon as Caden finished speaking, Gerry's eyes snapped open. It took him a few seconds to process that Caden was standing next to him.

Eyes wide, Gerry removed his headphones and asked, confused, “When did you get here?”

"Right now, actually."

Caden had arrived late, so Alicia had already finished recording the song. There was no way she was going to perform it again just because he had walked in. Not that it mattered, Caden wasn't particularly interested in music. He was there to have fun, nothing more.

But Gerry's reaction was something else entirely. "It's exactly what I imagined; in fact, more than I expected. No wonder he can compete with you for the top spot. He's very talented, Caden."

Caden studied him, intrigued. Gerry, a man rarely impressed, especially when he came to other artists, seemed unusually enthusiastic.

“Oh, yeah?” Caden replied, his tone deliberately nonchalant. “I guess I’m going to lose our bet.”

“You better get that groundwork ready for the handover,” Gerry joked with a smirk as he handed the lyric sheet to Caden. “Don't feel too bad about missing the recording session. Here, check out his lyrics instead. Maybe you can learn a thing or two from his lyrics.”

Caden picked up the piece of paper and scanned the page silently. He let out a sigh, raising an eyebrow. “I thought your movie was about Transformers fighting zombies. Why are the lyrics so… heartfelt?”

“What?” Gerry's mood changed instantly. His bright eyes narrowed, irritation creeping into his tone. “Zombies”? Really? It's a heartwarming sci-fi movie. Didn't I send you a copy? Haven’t you seen it?”

“Oh, I don't watch cartoons,” Caden replied nonchalantly.

It's not a cartoon. “I spent

moment, the door creaked and Alice came

and stared. The warm light from the recording booth spilled into the room, casting

but tired. “Mr. Hopkins, let's

this, Gerry looked at

fact, I've booked a spot at an exclusive rooftop restaurant downtown. Would you like to join

the invitation would not sit well with her business relationship with Gerry, so she agreed,

located in the city center, was a thirty-minute drive away. Gerry settled into the passenger seat, while Alicia and Caden shared the backseat. Without saying anything to each other, they gravitated toward

looking for photos of

tone cold. “Why don't you go

it, I'll take it,” Gerry joked without

one of these,” Gerry

lips twisted into a slight smirk. “Careful. You

sharp. She quickly stiffened, pretending to be absorbed in the scenery outside. Her long, wavy hair cascaded over her shoulders, partially obscuring her face. But

gaze lingered for a

Caden and Gerry quickly left. Alicia, however, remained in her seat. “Mr. Hopkins,” she called with

how much women cared about their appearance, simply agreed. “There's no

"Thank you."

him, Gerry strolled casually, recounting the

stopped dead

think I left my phone in the car. Go ahead. I'll catch up with

raised an eyebrow, clearly unconvinced, and cast a suspicious glance at the sleek vehicle