The unwanted wife’s unexpected comeback

Chapter 147:

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Alicia felt her knees buckle at the number. “Caden, you shameless bastard!” she blurred out, her voice filled with frustration and disbelief.

Caden, unfazed by her outburst, laughed softly. For someone her age, he thought, her behavior was downright childish.

He leaned back lazily in his chair, rubbing his chin as if deep in thought. “What an insult. You must be very angry. Hmm, how about twenty-eight times then?”

Alice's eyes narrowed, her stubbornness hardening her resolve. "Eleven times," she replied, her tone firm.

“Is that your final offer?” Caden mocked, his lips curling into a mischievous grin. “If you insult me ​​a few more times, I might consider coming down.”

"So, are we okay with eleven times?"

He clicked his tongue in disappointment and shook his head slightly. “Did I say I was going to listen to you?” His gaze sharpened and he began to calculate. “Let’s see, twenty-eight times less your period equals an average of two times a day.”

Alice was speechless, unable to process his absurd reasoning.

Caden, however, seemed to enjoy her frustration. He leaned closer to her, his voice dripping with playful menace. “So, do we do it once in the morning and once at night, or both at night? Don’t worry, I’m flexible.”

Alice couldn't take it anymore.

“Okay!” He finally gave in, unable to muster the energy to continue fighting. “Twelve times, okay?”

Caden, amused by her attempt at negotiation, stopped playing with her. “Fifteen times, plus three meals a day.”

Alice's murderous glare could have set him on fire. "You add five times as much and expect me to cook for you? Not in your dreams!"

"Okay. I won't force you if you don't want to cook."

Caden shrugged, offering a petulant alternative. “Okay, no cooking then. But that still means five times as much in bed.”

Alice struggled to find words, but eventually settled for a resigned sigh.

"Caden, aren't you afraid I'll cut you if you push me too hard?"

He looked at her, amusement dancing in her eyes. “Well, the knives at home aren't sharp enough for that. You'll probably need a chainsaw. “They sell them at the hardware store downstairs, but it’s closed now.”

Alice looked at him, her lips pursed in a mixture of fury and helplessness.

It was absolutely impossible.

collapse, he knew perfectly well that he was going to

your

never taste my

raised an eyebrow, his smile deepening. “So, five more

on, heavy with

out a long, defeated sigh and reluctantly

over the keyboard, clenching tightly

looked at her and his

apologize," she demanded,

him to at least show some remorse for speaking out

with cold indifference. “I

Alice's heart sank.

but deep down she knew there was no

“Alicia,” he said coldly, his earlier joviality evaporating, “this is

she saw that the cunning of before was

was like a cold-blooded snake; his very presence

her hand away, her eyes burning with anger. “Before the agreement is

didn't seem to care at all. "And what consequences would

her gaze. “A public apology posted on the

Caden's expression finally

Chemical castration?

and although she would never admit it, she felt a phantom pain, an uneasiness creeping

had already passed in

had already been together once, that left the unfortunate reality of an average of once a day for

avoid him at every turn, looking for

in

all, she could only evade it

She hesitated, but eventually answered, still simmering with anger she hadn't yet let go. “What

matter-of-fact. “Don't you

irritation was immediately

course I want

to

felt relieved, at least he wasn't

have wasted no time and

into Hank, who was leaving work. A wide

in his office," he said

help but smile back. "What's got you in such a