The unwanted wife’s unexpected comeback

Chapter 59:

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The rain was pouring down, hitting the ground with every drop. A sudden clap of thunder made Georgia shriek, her hands instinctively clutching at Shelia.

The disgusting smell of dog poop still clung to her, and Shelia's expression twisted in disgust. With a push, Shelia pushed Georgia away.

Caden laughed softly. “Why are you screaming, Georgia? Alicia is the one in trouble. “That thunder sounds like nature is giving her a warning.”

Alicia gave her a cold look. The rain was only getting worse, and Shelia, fed up pushed, Georgia aside and hurried inside to wash up.

Another rumble of thunder echoed overhead. For a moment, Caden's face darkened as he looked at Alice. For some unknown reason, she had stepped into the pond, her hands moving frantically as if searching for something.

The heavy rain clouded the view, making it difficult to see what he was doing. Caden walked over, frowning. “What exactly are you looking for?”

Alicia lifted the hem of her skirt as she continued to feel her way through the water. She muttered, “I think I dropped my phone in here.”

Caden looked down, skeptical. Seeing his hesitation, Alicia urged, “Don't just stand there. Help me find him.”

Caden wasn't fooled. “Is this another one of your tricks? Like the one you played on the maid?”

Alice snorted in response. “Believe what you want.”

He continued his search, moving a few steps to the side. Suddenly, he let out a loud cry. “Ah! “I found it!”

hard to make out

hair sticking to her cheeks. She looked at him and said, “Give me a hand. “Pull me

soaked and dejected she looked, Caden

about to grab his, she quickly switched to her other hand. Without warning, she placed something in her

a

face darkened with disgust. With a sharp jerk she threw it aside and her whole

repulsed beyond measure. The mere thought of touching the toad would torment him for

pond. In her haste, she lost her footing in the slippery mud and fell back into the water, hitting her knee on a sharp

her balance, but her injured knee refused to support her weight. Her hand shook

pretend to be innocent.” He

him, speechless. Without saying anything else, she

to strike her. Seeing Caden truly leaving, panic gripped her and she stood up, forgetting her pain in her haste to follow. The storm intensified, reflecting her French

no choice but to change. It had been ages since he had stayed at the Yates mansion, and he had nothing left of

ever the helpful hostess, brought over a set of her son Joshua's clothes. She smiled and said,

from his sleeves, replied with icy

"Don't bother."

colder than the falling

there was no choice. Caden was far more talented than her son

back her anger and headed to

the headboard, resting. He was getting stronger lately, and

her clothes, she kept her back to him, tears falling

Jerald frowned. “What's wrong?”

her head. “It's nothing. “I’m used to