The unwanted wife’s unexpected comeback

Chapter 61:

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The water enveloped Alicia like a tender embrace, its warmth so luxurious she almost wondered if she was dreaming. Drowsiness took over, making it impossible to keep her eyes open. She managed to catch a glimpse of Caden through the mist, his voice barely above a whisper as he asked, “Are you done showering?”

Her senses were still dulled, and she wasn't fully aware of the situation, her guard completely down. The softness of his tone, the delicate vulnerability of his gaze… she was like a petal drifting in a calm breeze. Caden's lips curved into a subtle, barely perceptible smile as he gently pressed his fingers against her skin.

“Are you still awake?” she whispered.

Alice flinched at the gentle pressure, her foot jerking reflexively and sending a small splash through the water. The sudden jolt cleared the fog from her mind. Realizing where she was, she instinctively wrapped her arms around herself, her pulse quickening. “What's going on? Why am I here?”

Hadn't she been waiting outside for him to finish?

“You fell asleep,” Caden replied, his tone casual, as if it were the most natural thing in the world. “So I carried you in my arms.”

Alice blinked in surprise. Had she fallen into such a deep sleep that she hadn't felt anything? Her gaze shifted to his naked body under the water and her cheeks flushed with sudden heat. “You… took my clothes off?!”

Caden's eyes briefly strayed to the soaked dress strewn across the floor. Earlier, when he'd stepped out of the shower, he'd found her curled up, shivering in the cold, her lips stained blue. He didn't think twice; he scooped her up into his arms, knowing she'd catch a bad cold if he hadn't gotten her into hot water.

“Yes,” he admitted without hesitation.

Alice's face turned to deeper red. "Why didn't you just wake me up?" she asked, her voice raised with embarrassment.

“I couldn't,” Caden said, his tone still unruffled. “Why else would I wake you up like that?”

“How so?” His brow furrowed in confusion.

brushed her knee again, the

legs underwater. The movement caused ripples on the surface, briefly revealing glimpses of her

sank deeper into the water, her arms instinctively wrapping

and unapologetic. His voice was low, almost mocking, when he said,

she knew

he stood up, his imposing figure cast a shadow over her. With a

twenty minutes later, she cleaned out, her skin flushed and damp. Caden was waiting for her, leaning back in a chair, dressed

knee earlier. Fortunately, the noise was

poured some of the cold liquid into the palm of

taken a turn for the worse, and rain pelted the windows. Inside, however, the room glowed with soft amber light from the lamps. Despite the melancholic atmosphere, the warmth of Caden's presence made

His expression was distant, unreadable. The minutes passed and the silence between

the sky, followed by a deafening

he noticed the slight trembling of

composure and arrogance, Alicia would never have imagined that the domineering Caden could be upset by something as ordinary as

also afraid of

wind seemed to mock her, taunting her loneliness. Wrapped in blankets, she had spent countless nights

across

eyes held a deep, chilling coldness, almost impenetrable. But in the blink of an eye, that icy exterior softened, settling into a calm, collected demeanor. “What's wrong?” he asked, his voice deep and

as his hands slowly relaxed and

were doing so well abroad,” she began, feeling

response was indifferent, almost

“But you don't seem to be fighting for her.”

Caden's eyes

with playful suspicion. “Are you gathering information for Joshua, or are you planning to team up with

but her real motive lay beneath the surface. She just wanted to divert his attention,