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

but his suspicions turned to anger

visible. His gaze grew

still tormented by the fear of that moment. “He didn't make

manage to escape through the window while you were

exactly, but that sums it up

mind processing what she had said. Once the oil was absorbed, he

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

her purse

the money. “What's this

"It's your tip."

the cash into her necklace, as if tipping a male escort. “Your skills as a masseuse are rough and unrefined, but this is the going rate. “I won’t let

Caden was speechless.

was compensating him as if it were a service, even for applying the oil, pushing its limits even further. Maybe he had been too lenient

put this morning's incident behind us and

to have forgotten your harsh words from this morning. It

you had explained yourself,

who felt like explaining themselves while you were

ask you. Why are you

you apologize when I

fell silent again, feeling the

“You insist

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

scoffed. “If that’s so, this isn’t

broken

had reached a point where, at

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