The unwanted wife’s unexpected comeback

Chapter 163:

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Caden finished his shower and walked out, noticing Alicia busy in the kitchen.

“What are you doing?” he asked, coming up behind her.

Alice didn't look up as she replied, "I know it's late, but I suddenly felt like having lasagna."

Most of the preparation was already done.

Seeing her like this lifted Caden's spirits.

"Why are you going to all this trouble? We could just order takeout."

“It's late, and it's cold outside. Most people are probably already asleep. No one would want to be woken up to make lasagna,” Alice replied.

Caden chuckled.

I knew there were plenty of places that delivered at any time for the right price.

However, I appreciated that Alice wanted to do it herself.

I have leaned a little closer to her.

"When did you get the ingredients for this?"

Alice felt his warm breath on her skin and shifted slightly, feeling a little uncomfortable. “This afternoon.

Earlier that day, after cooling down from their argument, I remembered how Jerald had scolded Caden, and how he hadn't eaten much afterwards.

Feeling guilty, she decided to do him something. She thought lasagna would be the easiest option.

Caden watched her closely, realizing that she had made the lasagna for his sake.

As she skillfully moved her hands over the ingredients, something stirred inside him. The urge to help her grew stronger, and he couldn't resist.

After washing his hands, he joined her in the kitchen and helped her finish the lasagna.

the tomatoes with surprising speed and precision, quickly becoming his

you done this before?”

replied, completely focused on the

raised an eyebrow. “How did

quick to

the oven, the rich aroma filled the room, its warmth

him, taking advantage of the proximity of the table to

lose themselves in each

used one condom after another. Caden felt satisfied and leaned towards

pressed her hand over her mouth, her cheeks burning as she

his gaze intense, filled with an overwhelming

sinking under the weight

murmured

to a whisper, barely audible.

as tension rose within her. “No… I meant…” But before she could finish, a soft moan slipped

the night stretched on, shrouded in

lay weakly in

silent and Caden gently played with a lock

felt so sleepy that

"Caden," I murmured.

he asked, pressing his

"I'm happy," she whispered.

arms still around

still closed. “You should say the

replied, feeling the warmth of her breath on his skin, brushing her hair softly

pushed her hair back, again

not going to say it back? Caden, I even made you

heavy with sleep. Her words trailed off as

his voice. “Why is it so important that you hear

you refuse to

year, they may no longer

was hidden in the

him to continue, but he

murmured. "It doesn't

week later,