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.

with surprising speed and precision,

done this before?” Alice

Caden replied, completely focused on the task at

“How did you get

quick to record

the oven, the rich aroma filled the room,

advantage of the proximity of the table

lose themselves in each

leaned towards her, biting her ear lightly.

mouth, her

intense, filled with

herself sinking under the weight of her

murmured breathlessly.

dropped to a whisper, barely audible. Caden feigned ignorance. “What do

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

the night stretched on,

a shower and lay weakly in

and Caden gently played with a lock of

so sleepy that

"Caden," I murmured.

he asked, pressing

"I'm happy," she whispered.

still around her waist, before

eyes still closed. “You should say the same. It’s

replied, feeling the warmth of her breath on his

hair

really not going to say it back? Caden, I

and childlike, heavy with sleep. Her words trailed off

tone in his voice. “Why is it

want to hear you say it. But you refuse to say it. You're an idiot. “This is the first

year, they may no longer

in the darkness.

to continue,

she murmured. "It doesn't matter

week later, the painting