The unwanted wife’s unexpected comeback

Chapter 110:

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Alice's consciousness was wandering aimlessly. It was raining hard, and beneath the emergency building, a small figure was huddled tightly.

Alice walked over, curious to see who it could be. As soon as she saw him, her jaw dropped. It was Caden.

But this Caden was nothing like the man she knew. He always had an air of arrogance about him, greeting everyone with a cold, disdainful stare. He was constantly at odds with her.

Now Caden was kneeling in the rain, staring blankly at the hospital entrance. His body looked weak, completely consumed by grief and despair. His face had lost all color under the downpour.

The wind blew hard, and she staggered. Alice could bear it no longer. She cried out, "Get out of the rain!"

But there was no response.

Caden stood where he was, still, like a statue. Alicia touched herself, realizing that her body had become transparent. As she tried to make sense of it, a group of people emerged from the hospital.

It was the Yates family.

The family servant held an umbrella, keeping Joshua dry from the rain. Joshua walked with his parents, hand in hand, exuding an air of privilege.

When she saw Caden kneeling in the rain, a smug smile appeared on her face. She walked towards him, her steps confident.

“Caden,” Joshua shouted. “Stop kneeling. Your mother is dead.”

Alicia felt her anger rising inside her. Joshua's smug expression made it worse.

“Don't you understand?” Joshua taunted, walking over and kicking Caden. “Your mother is dead! Why are you still kneeling?”

Caden collapsed to the ground after the kick.

right through him. Only then did she

front of him. “Joshua, stop…” Before she could finish, her throat tightened and she

painful sensation spread through her body, forcing her to moan. She struggled to open

finally cleared, she saw the person in front of

him in disbelief. The Caden in front of her did not look like the one in her dream. He looked older, more serious. His eyes held

“Caden…” she whispered.

second thought, he pushed his hand away, without

speak, but the

no longer a

It was reality.

to anger. He was not the same as the pitiful figure in

conscious?” Someone asked, leaning

of people had gathered. The wealthy ladies were

who spoke

one of the

the water from his clothes, his face unreadable. “Do whatever you want,” he

so

with him?” she thought, her frustration mounting. “I'm already in a terrible state, and he's still

covered in worry as she approached the

you okay?” Rachel asked, feigning

happened before she fainted and instinctively pulled

softened her tone. “Don't worry. I'll make sure

expression remained blank. "Please go

evident. “The ambulance is

shrill with anger. “Why would

know you're divorced and you're not his wife anymore. But after something like this, it's only fair that I come to see

were filled with frustration, tinged with anxiety.