The unwanted wife’s unexpected comeback

Chapter 90:

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The ampoule contained a drug that could cause loss of appetite, drowsiness and, above all, a significant decrease in sexual desire.

“This is an improved version developed by my mentor,” Monica explained with a knowing smile. “It's designed for patients who have… difficulties controlling themselves. The side effects are mild, but it works like a charm. And the best part? It’s almost impossible to detect.”

Alice was curious. “Patients? Do people really struggle to control their sexual impulses?”

Monica, well versed in the oddities of human behavior, shrugged as if it were nothing out of the ordinary. “You wouldn't believe how many weird things there are out there. It's hard to keep up. My mentor and I have been researching these topics, and we’ve made impressive progress over the past two years.”

Alice was both impressed and a little embarrassed. “You’ve worked so hard, and here I am using your work for… less noble purposes.”

Monica laughed, a mischievous glint in her eyes. “Oh, don't worry. Doing justice to assholes like Joshua is as noble a pursuit as ever. Honestly, I wish I could whip up a pill that would turn him into a pathetic lapdog. Then, when you're in a bad mood, you could kick him, and when you're feeling generous, you could feed him shit.”

Alice couldn't help but laugh, the image disturbing but strangely satisfying.

Being with Monica was a very nice escape, but he couldn't afford to waste time. He sighed, painfully aware that time was running out.

Monica realized that he was hesitant to leave. “Stop acting like you miss me so much. “If you really did, you’d think about me more often.”

Alice smiled weakly. “I've been busy today. “I didn’t avoid you on purpose, you silly thing.”

Monica raised an eyebrow. “Busy with what exactly? “You’ve been tied up all day.”

Monica's question immediately brought Caden to the forefront of Alicia's mind. Their previous encounter replayed itself in vivid detail: how he had done unspeakable things to her.

It wasn't something she could easily forget, and just thinking about it made her cheeks blush.

Monica noticed the change immediately and her curiosity was piqued. “Oh-ho! Look at you. Who made you blush like that? Did some handsome rogue steal your heart?”

Alice tried to cover it up, fanning her flushed cheeks. “It's nothing like that! “I just had a lot of errands to run.”

kind of errand would make you turn red like a tomato?” Monica scoffed, her suspicions growing. She leaned forward with a knowing smile. “Come on, tell me. Who's the lucky one? I’ve never seen

Not even

comment. “Horny”? What the hell are you talking about? “I’m not

an eyebrow in disbelief, like a parent who catches her

slowed down, her voice defensive. “After I split up with Rachel, I met up with Caden. He told me he had something I wanted, and

into the conversation. “So, it was Caden who held you up?” she

the sudden nervousness gripping her chest. "Yes," she squeaked

her, her tone concerned. “Did he give

moment she mentioned Caden. It was as if

I thought.

admitted, "but he didn't make things easy

“That explains everything. “You were so weird I thought you had fallen in

Monica had stopped teasing her,

about Monica's reaction piqued his curiosity, though. "You didn't suspect anything about Caden?"

blinked, her lips twitching in amusement. “Suspected of

genuine disbelief. “You and Caden?

Alice grimaced internally.

What a horrible comparison.

up one of Joshua's favorite snacks. All the

Yates mansion, he discreetly crushed the medicine he had brought and

in disgust as his eyes fell on the takeout. “Didn’t

even as she replied, “Cooking takes time,

Joshua's posture relaxed

a picky eater, rarely finding food that satisfied him, and few people remembered his specific tastes, but

was the same

his voice softened. “Sunset Road is more

not wanting to dwell on the details. She didn't want to

stepped forward and put his arms around her, pulling her close. “Thank you. You still care about me a lot. After our divorce, I even began to doubt that you

remained silent, suppressing the urge

needed you close enough to drug myself