The unwanted wife’s unexpected comeback

Chapter 74:

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Caden despaired of drinking hot water, but his throat was too uncomfortable to care for. It quickly became dry again.

He signaled to a waiter, asking for another glass of water.

Meanwhile, Alicia hadn't found a chance to get close to Rachel, so she stood off to the side, idly passing the time. When Caden approached, she didn't move. Instead, she gave him a polite smile. “Mr. Ward.”

Caden, just as insincerely, replied, “Miss Bennett.” An awkward silence followed.

Alice glanced at him.

The room was packed with people, but Caden's striking appearance still caught everyone's attention. His face looked pale due to his illness, but that didn't make him look weak. If anything, it made him even more captivating.

Their eyes met briefly, and their expression was distant. They weren't too close, nor too far, but his gaze lacked warmth, as if they were nothing more than strangers.

It was totally different from the passion he had shown the night before.

Alice felt a wave of uneasiness wash over her. She glanced around the room to calm herself and decided to go to a nearby table to have some dessert.

At that moment, a familiar figure appeared beside her. Before she could reach for the cake, Caden's hand quickly intervened and grabbed it instead.

She paused for a moment, turned to him and asked, “Why do you eat sweets when you have a cold?” Her tone was more annoyed than concerned.

Her irritation only seemed to encourage Caden. He calmly took a bite of the cake and said, “Why shouldn't I eat it?”

She instinctively replied, “Eating sweets when you're sick can cause inflammation. “You don’t want to end up with a high fever.”

Caden stared at her.

Feeling uncomfortable under her gaze, she added, "I'm not showing concern. I'm just making an observation."

Caden didn't respond. Instead, he tossed the untouched cake into the trash can.

action made Alice feel uncomfortable. She didn't understand why he was suddenly so

wiping his hands, Caden commented

dessert had been excessively sweet, and

that his behavior was not due to her following his advice: she had never listened

to wash the sugary taste from his mouth, then turned to her and asked, “Since sweets are off the table, what should I

up a biscuit and looked at him curiously. “Do you really need

can't taste anything,” Caden complained. “Why can’t you

him in

she wasn't his

have you forgotten that it was your fault that I caught

into her trap, she muttered defensively,

worried that someone might hear them. People passed by from

he made sure that his conversation was not

a firm voice, he said,

moved closer to her, reaching out to take the cookie from her plate. Their clothes brushed

everything seemed normal. But Alicia knew that Caden was taking

cookie in his hand, his eyes fixed on her increasingly flushed face. “And it must have lasted quite a while. Miss Bennett, do you remember how soft you were when I kissed you? How

raced, fearing he would

quickly cut him off.

so her protest came out more like a

with satisfaction, like a

then, a man

politely. “It really is you! I thought

Caden effortlessly switched to

ease with which

exchanging pleasantries, the man gave Caden his business

to escape,

with his tall frame.

looked at

realized that confronting him directly

finally agreed. “I’ll get you

table, he intentionally chose