The unwanted wife’s unexpected comeback
Chapter 15

Chapter 15:

The next morning, Lilliana saw Alicia's message, and fury boiled inside her. He burst into the room, his voice sharp and cutting as he faced Joshua.

Explain yourself. What did you want me to think carefully? His words dripped with accusation. What kind of shady business have you gotten yourself into this time?

Joshua, who had spent the entire night preparing his excuse, remained eerily calm. He knew she would attack him like that.

She's impulsive, you know. After what happened, I was worried it might cause an Internet scandal, so I paid him to keep quiet.

Lilliana's eyes narrowed, skepticism etched on her face. And why didn't you think to talk about this with me first.

Joshua used his usual charm, pulling her close, wrapping his arms around her like a calming blanket.

Don't give her too much. importance, my love. If I was interested in her, you think I would have gone to all this trouble. His voice was soft, almost pleading, as he placed a tender kiss on her lips.

His explanation seemed reasonable, and despite her doubts, Lilliana felt inclined to believe him.

Little by little, the tension in her shoulders dissipated and she let herself be carried away by the warmth of his embrace.

It's okay, she whispered after a moment, resting her head on his chest. But don't contact her again.

Of course. Joshua, sensing victory, reassured her with a quick nod. Plus, I paid Caden a fortune to not bother us. All this… is for us. His words worked like a charm.

Pouting like a spoiled child, Lilliana snuggled into him and murmured, It's okay, I forgive you.

But in his mind, Alicia was far away. to be forgiven. She would give that bitch a piece of her mind in due time.

Those two slaps, as satisfying as they were, had almost given Lilliana a concussion.

Alicia He knew Lilliana wouldn't let it go, and to avoid dragging Monica into the inevitable storm, he discreetly rented a new apartment. While she was packing her bags, Monica hovered nearby, looking worried.

Are you sure you have enough money? Monica asked, looking at Alicia with concern.

She knew very well that Alicia had left his marriage with nothing, so he took out his phone and started typing. Here, let me transfer you some money.

Alicia quickly squeezed Monica's hand, stopping her. "I'm fine," she assured her friend with a soft smile. Remember that I did some supporting gigs before all this.

Monica's expression softened with a sudden memory. Oh yes, I had completely forgotten. Ugh.

His face lit up as he remembered something else. Guess what? Yesterday, Gerry Hopkins announced his new movie, and Lilliana is writing the title song! Well, considering how famous she is, it's no wonder she works with Gerry.

Monica scoffed. I mean, how dare he is in over his head. She doesn't know that she is a terrible composer.

Alicia raised an eyebrow, with a hint of mischief on her face. That's their problem, not ours.

Then, he gently squeezed Monica's hand and offered her a reassuring smile. I have to go. Try not to miss me too much while I'm away, okay.

After settling into her new apartment, Alicia quickly sent her polished resume to Gerry's inbox.

Her phone didn't work. It took a while to ring and Gerry's name lit up on the screen.

Alicia, Gerry's voice was relaxed and fun. Are you really trying to challenge Lilliana over the theme song? You lost a bet or something

Alicia laughed softly and her lips curved into a smile. The release date is still a long way off. By then, you'll have to choose between the two of us. Take it as a fun game.

Gerry giggled amusedly. You haven't changed, Alicia: you're still competing with everyone, just like in the old days.

Alicia shrugged her shoulders, her tone light. I'm just here to make money, nothing more.

I have more money than I can spend, Gerry replied with a hint of mockery. But I don't have enough time to indulge in your little games. Anyway, what's a married woman like you doing getting into the entertainment industry?

Alicia exhaled softly, lowering her voice as she said something that made Gerry pause.

After After a moment of silence, he spoke again, this time with a little more seriousness. Okay, I'll check it out and call you again.

I'll be waiting, Alicia answered softly, with a slight smile at the corner of her mouth.

The first person I Gerry called out to Caden, the playful glint in his eyes evident in his tone. Guess what? He's going to face Lilliana.

Caden scoffed in disbelief. She's gone completely crazy

Gerry smiled, but then his tone changed, surprising even Caden.

I'm thinking about hiring her.

Caden scoffed again, rolling his eyes as he leaned back in his chair. You have to be kidding me. You've lost your mind too.

I have my reasons.

Gerry was about to burst into laughter, a mischievous glint in his eyes as he continued: You'll never guess what he told me. .

But by now, Caden's patience had worn thin. Not wanting to waste time with Gerry's trivial games, he hung up abruptly.

Seconds later, Gerry's number flashed on his screen again.

This time, Gerry's voice Gerry was full of defiance, of daring. How about this, Caden? Let's make a bet. I'm betting on Alicia, you're betting on Lilliana. The loser gives up a piece of land.

Gerry's confidence practically oozed through the phone, making Caden pause.

He sat back, considering for a moment before finally accept. Good, he said, his tone firm. It's your turn. You've told him already

Not yet. I was about to do it.

Caden's eyes flickered mischievously. Don't bother. Send it to me.

Gerry and Lilliana had finalized and signed their contract a few days ago. But now, with Alicia entering the mix, Caden's approval was required.

She knew how these things worked, so without hesitation, Alicia headed there as soon as she was called.

< p>You soon reached the elegant glass doors of the building. Thinking it would be a quick visit, he headed to the elevators, intending to go straight to see Caden. However, the receptionist on the first floor stopped her in her tracks.

Excuse me, miss, you have an appointment.

Alicia offered a polite smile and explained why she was there.

The receptionist, very strict with protocols, smiled apologetically. I'm sorry, but Mr. Ward is very busy. You will need an appointment. Please fill out this form first.

Alicia's polite smile faltered a little, but she agreed and filled out the form.

Then the wait began. Half an hour passed. Then an hour.

Uneasy, Alicia turned to the receptionist again, only to hear the same dismissive response: that Caden was still too busy to serve her and that she should wait a little longer.

Alicia's instincts stirred with suspicion. Something was not right.

He decided not to insist any further and left.

Miss Bennett, you are not going to see Mr. Ward. The receptionist's confused voice followed her.

Without breaking stride, Alicia looked over her shoulder. I'll wait for you somewhere else.

The perplexed receptionist quickly relayed the message to Hank.

Moments later, the news reached Caden.

He said that I would wait somewhere else. Caden raised an eyebrow, slightly surprised, as he leaned back in his chair, taking his time.

Hank, sensing the unspoken order, slunk away to investigate.

When he returned, his expression I was a little nervous. Caden looked at him suspiciously, his tone sharpening. Well, where did he go?

Hank hesitated for a moment before answering, his voice clumsy. It's... it's in the café across the street.

And Caden snapped impatiently, not understanding what was so strange about that. And that face has flown the coffee or something.

No, not exactly, Hank began, “but let's say... she's gotten comfortable.” After a brief pause, he added: Mr. Ward, Miss Bennett is playing cards in the cafeteria.

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