The unwanted wife’s unexpected comeback

Chapter 177:

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Alice's heart skipped a beat.

She took a deep breath before picking up Caden's call. “What?” she muttered weakly.

Caden's voice came through clearly. “Where are you?”

Alice was in a hurry. “I'm changing. If you need to say something, go ahead.”

Caden's expression soured at the mention of her 'changing clothes'.

Just then, Monica entered the room.

Alicia quickly hid her phone under the blanket.

Monica sensed the tension and whispered, “Bad timing?”

Alice shook her head. “What do you need?”

“I noticed you’ve been here for a while,” Monica said quietly. “I thought I’d check on you.”

Monica saw Alicia struggling with her dress and walked over to help her.

Thinking the call had been disconnected, Alice collapsed onto the bed. “I'm exhausted. “I couldn’t sleep until three in the morning and I got up at seven.”

Monica realized what she had kept Alicia awake and gave her an understanding smile.

The strapless dress allowed Monica to gently massage Alicia's shoulders.

Alice sighed in relief. “Yes, right there. I feel wonderful… Oh, take it easy,” she whispered.

nonsense caused the call to end accidentally. Exhausted, Alice lay

expression. “Do you look

Alice shook her head.

would I be? I'm about to

hand, watching Alicia. “You seemed more

Feeling self-conscious under Monica's gaze, she

partner have any problems? Have you had an argument?” Monica asked, trying to

lightly. “Why should we

Both had often fantasized about strangling the other.

o'clock, Caden's car arrived at the entrance of the art exhibition. Mr. Wade

Wade said, “I have a meeting with Joshua later. I will take care of everything as you instructed,

indifferently. He stepped out of the car, his presence imposing and

Wade asked, "Mr. Ward,

turned grim. “She's gone, they found her in

there bewildered, not

said, “Thank you for your concern, Mr. Wade. Mr. Ward isn’t feeling particularly jovial today, so it’s best not to bring

a

Mr. Wade agreed. “Understood.”

in, Gerry's car pulled up. Gerry

custom-made dress he had arranged for

smiled, her demeanor effortlessly making her the center of

out a

Gerry she had come with. Arm in arm with Monica, Alice walked

with a dignified and striking stature.

his gaze. After greeting

also ignored his

they were strangers. Gerry, always casual, said, “Why are you two acting like enemies? “You’re adults, but you act like children.” They walked

walked away. The dress he had tailored to fit her waist perfectly, and her movements were graceful and serene. A pang of irritation