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?”

else? She knew about

Joshua had merely suspected something, but his suspicions

marks were visible. His gaze

pressed her lips together, still tormented by the fear of that moment. “He didn't make

manage to escape through the window while

exactly, but that sums

what she had said. Once the oil was

almost like an apology, but she wasn't ready to

left, she rummaged through her purse and pulled

the money.

"It's your tip."

the cash into her necklace, as if tipping a male escort. “Your skills as a masseuse are rough and unrefined,

Caden was speechless.

service, even for applying the oil, pushing its limits

should put this morning's incident behind us and look forward. Once your foot

her voice sharp. “You seem to have forgotten your harsh words from this morning. It hasn't even been a day. Do

you had explained yourself, I wouldn't have

themselves

ask you. Why are you

apologize when I asked you to? “Has the

feeling the sting

patience snapped. “You insist on a verbal

held her head high. "Forks. And don't thank

scoffed. “If that’s so, this isn’t over

negotiating. Now that she had broken ties with

her determination. Alicia had already accepted her fate. Things had reached a point where, at worst,

“I'll pay for it. Take it or leave it. If not, report me to the police.