The unwanted wife’s unexpected comeback

Chapter 144:

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When Caden grabbed Alicia's foot again, she felt a wave of unease. She tried to pull her foot away, but Caden immediately tightened his grip.

She couldn't pull away.

In a hushed voice, she asked, “Caden, what are you doing?”

Caden clumsily applied some herbal oil to the bruise and began to massage it. His voice was stiff as he demanded, “Tell me exactly why you were at the Yates mansion.”

Alice tensed, her body instinctively recoiling. In a soft tone, she insisted, “First, apologize to me.”

Caden's expression turned stern. Did she expect an apology from him?

Regardless of whether it was right or wrong, did he really need to apologize for something so trivial?

He replied coldly, “I’ve never been good at apologizing.”

"Then we have nothing more to discuss," Alice said, trying to withdraw her foot.

But Caden held her firmly, pressing against her delicate bones. “I may not excel at apologizing, but I am familiar with using a bit of force. “Shall we proceed?”

Hearing his warning, she increased the pressure. Alice flinched, feeling sharp pain and numbness in her joint. “Caden, let me go!” she screamed.

Caden loosened his grip slightly, but his tone remained insistent. “Explain yourself. “Now.”

Alicia cursed him internally, her mind clouded with frustration. She took a deep breath and then explained briefly, “Joshua tricked me by saying that Rachel wanted to meet up. When I got to the Yates mansion, he dragged me into the bedroom and locked me in.”

Caden, unsatisfied with the explanation, pressed further. “Why did he lock you up?”

about us," Alice replied

merely suspected something, but his suspicions

were visible. His gaze grew

her lips together, still tormented by the fear of

manage to escape through the window while

but that sums it up

she had said. Once the oil was absorbed, he gently wiped away the

recognized it as an uncharacteristic gesture, almost like an apology, but

Caden left, she rummaged through her purse and pulled out some

looked at the money. “What's

"It's your tip."

as if tipping a male escort. “Your skills as a masseuse

Caden was speechless.

the

incident behind us and look forward. Once your foot is better, we’ll plan

forgotten your harsh words from this morning. It hasn't even been a day. Do you think we can forget everything

countered: “If you had explained yourself, I wouldn't have misunderstood

who felt like explaining themselves

you. Why are you

looked at him sternly. “Then why didn't you apologize when I asked you to? “Has

the sting of

snapped. “You insist on a verbal

her head high. "Forks. And don't thank me. I’m just being

so, this isn’t over by a long

she had broken ties with Joshua, the future seemed uncertain. In time,

reached a point where, at worst, her life could

sofa in a determined voice. “I'll pay for it. Take it or leave it. If not, report me to the