The unwanted wife’s unexpected comeback

Chapter 212:

Alicia hadn't expected him to take the matter so seriously, and for a moment, words failed her.

If he refused to accept her simple apology, then what did he want? A meal? Some other form of compensation? It didn't seem like Caden's style.

Before I could think about it, his deep, soft voice cut through the silence.

“Are you really sorry?”

Even over the phone, the weight of his tone sent a chill through her.

She felt dizzy, as if she were on the edge of a trap she hadn't seen coming.

“Yes,” he replied, albeit with some hesitation.

“But… even if I didn’t like you, it’s not like it would affect you, right?”

So shouldn't a verbal apology suffice?

Caden let out a low chuckle, but it was anything but amused.

“You say you’re sorry, but you back out so quickly.

”

At this Alice remained silent.

Guilt was gnawing at her, but pride made her insist on proving her sincerity.

“So… how do you want me to prove how sorry I am?”

His mockery echoed in her ear, making her shudder.

“Don’t you know that already?”

Alice froze.

In that instant, she understood exactly what he wanted.

Her first instinct was to hang up on him.

But Caden, calm as ever, added, “I won’t force you.

You don’t have to be so scared of me.

”

“Who says I’m afraid of you?” she snapped, though her voice shook enough to betray her.

“Even your breathing has changed.

”

Seeing herself exposed so easily, she instinctively held her breath, but his complicit silence only made things worse.

Caden, not wanting to waste time, got straight to the point.

“You don’t have to come to me.

Just give me an hour of your precious time and stay on the phone.

”

His stomach twisted.

trap and she

before, it was the first time she found herself having phone

lead, guiding her into

absolute, leaving no room

voice broke

shorten the call by

”

from the intensity

could barely think straight, let alone string together a coherent

her that

he murmured

Caden grew even more

dropped an octave, rough and

apart… do you miss

mind wandered, her

a

a ragged breath, feeling

he wouldn't believe her answer, but she

"No.

"

looking

play with her,

question: At the bar that night, did you enjoy it when that male companion

blinked, trying to remember the guy's

couldn't even remember

licked her dry lips, trying to bring the

how hard she tried, all she could

replied, choosing the simplest

Caden hummed in satisfaction.

“Good girl.

”

breathing became heavier, and the tension

lip, feeling cornered in this game

question,” he insisted,

“I’ll hang up later.

”

paused, prolonging the silence before asking in a low, almost mocking

a tingle

but her labored breathing

couldn't help but

indeed as easy to read as a

you had a great

thought you’d be used to me by now, but I have

”

response, a high-pitched beep

had hung up on

the phone, his chest

the same time? She always did what he asked, but acted like she had no

and

of nerves: tense, dissatisfied and, in

a resigned sigh, she stood up and headed to the bathroom to deal with the rest of

as it was, the incident left

approached, the city was bustling

and arranged meetings with

Gerry's contacts, everything fell into place and the negotiations went surprisingly

with his investors, he called Gerry to invite him

response caught

really

who got it