The unwanted wife’s unexpected comeback
Chapter 192

Chapter 192:

She quickly prepared a plate of pasta, which Caden devoured hungrily.

Then the evening took on a more intimate tone. . This time, Caden was gentle, taking his time.

Alicia experienced intense pleasure, more than once. Exhausted, she snuggled into Caden's arms and quickly fell asleep.

The next morning, a noise woke her up.

Opening her eyes, she saw Caden dressed, with his back turned. to her, upright and straight. It was an impressive sight.

Alicia watched him for a moment before instinctively rubbing her waist, expecting the usual pain, but to her surprise, today she felt much better.

She murmured in confusion. They had been passionate for hours the night before, and she had succumbed to sleep from sheer exhaustion. Why wasn't she fatigued

When Caden fastened his seatbelt and turned to see her clutching the blanket and staring at him, he asked, What are you looking at?

She responded, meeting her look: Nothing. I feel unexpectedly revitalized.

She rose from the bed, straight and confident. Caden looked at her questioningly. Revitalized for what exactly

I feel invincible, Alicia declared proudly, her energy palpable. I have never recovered so quickly. No matter the intensity, I seem to wake up energized after a good night's rest, she boasted, laughing with delight.

She exuded the aura of a heroine ready to conquer the world.

Then he nodded toward the nightstand. You're overthinking it. You're not tired just because I applied ointment on you last night.

Alicia, puzzled, looked at the bottle of ointment.

She picked it up and scrutinized it, noticing that one of the labels called her the name. attention.

The ingredients of the ointment were particularly rare, which explained its powerful effect.

When did you apply this, Alicia asked, really puzzled.

You were deeply asleep, responded Caden as he buttoned his shirt. Come here, help me with the tie, he asked.

Alicia had become very skilled at tying ties.

For a brief moment, their interaction felt warm and effortless, almost like if they were a couple long accustomed to each other's company.

Caden looked at her and casually mentioned: I have to choose an outfit to meet a friend in a few days. You can help me

Alicia looked up and her dark eyes met his. What style are you thinking of

I'm going to catch up with an old friend. You decide, he said.

Okay, she agreed.

Caden smiled. You are being very cooperative.

Alicia felt a strange sensation at his comment. His eyes did not reflect true gratitude.

He continued: Don't wait up for me for dinner tonight. Organize something for you.

She instinctively asked: Where will you be?

Caden, with a mischievous glint in his eye, joked: Now you're watching me.

Alicia She paused, feeling uncomfortable, and then replied: I'm not the one watching.

Realizing that she had started the day late, Alicia quickly got ready before leaving.

Caden, relaxing as he prepared to While reviewing, he stopped when he saw several drafts on a closet. She took them to see them more closely.

They were sketches for a gallery.

Does Alicia plan to open a gallery soon, he wondered, keeping the papers in his notebook, thoughtfully.

After his appointment, he received a call from Hank about an urgent company matter.

Caught up by the demands of work, Caden forgot to give a medical report to Ciara and put it in a drawer .

Later, Alicia had lunch with Monica.

Since Monica had found out about the relationship between Alicia and Caden, she was full of questions.

Alicia patiently answered each of them.

You respond like an AI, answering everything I ask you, Monica joked, amused by Alice's compliance.

This reminded Alice of a task she had yet to complete.

I have to visit Caden's company more late. There's a new product I'm working on that's not finished yet, he explained.

Monica narrowed her eyes playfully. Seriously, it's probably not a date.

Alicia shook her head. It is strictly professional. He rewarded me, and I see it as work.

Given Caden's generosity, Alicia felt obligated to reciprocate in some way.

Changing the subject, Monica joked: What's it like? your sex life.

Alicia blushed, concentrating on her food. Good.

Monica smiled, mocking him even more. It must be amazing, huh.

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