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.

immediately responding, Caden's fingers brushed her knee again, the touch

underwater. The movement caused ripples on

his daring gaze, heat rose to Alicia's cheeks. She quickly sank deeper into the water,

at her, his eyes dark and unapologetic. His voice was low, almost mocking, when he said, “Why bother covering up? “I’ve seen it all.” Those words left her

between them, she knew he wouldn't dare do anything, at

cast a shadow over her. With a lazy

minutes later, she cleaned out, her skin flushed and damp. Caden was waiting for her, leaning back in a chair, dressed only in a dark robe. He held a

had taken a moment to examine her injured knee earlier. Fortunately, the noise

liquid

glowed with soft amber light from the lamps. Despite the melancholic atmosphere, the warmth of Caden's presence made her feel unexpectedly safe, as if he could

attention fixed on the gathering storm outside. His expression was

lightning flashed across the sky, followed by

was then that he noticed the slight trembling of his tightly clenched

could be upset by something as ordinary as a storm. Normally, she would have mocked him for it, but tonight, with the storm raging around them, she bit back

also

countless nights staring into the darkness, waiting for comfort that never came. No one had been there to whisper, “Don't be afraid.” So she closed her eyes, willing herself to

lightning flashed across the dark sky, Alice cried

towards her. His 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

as his hands slowly relaxed and his fists

well abroad,” she began, feeling her curiosity piqued. “Why did you come

was indifferent, almost

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

in Caden's eyes faded, replaced by a

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

asking,” she replied nonchalantly, but her real motive lay beneath the surface. She