The unwanted wife’s unexpected comeback
Chapter 209

Chapter 209:

The next moment, someone knocked on the door.

What are you doing up so late?

The door was slightly ajar, allowing Gerry to enter. The room was nothing like what I had expected. Why are all these bags scattered? They plan to move

Gerry's arrival broke the tension, but Alicia felt even more embarrassed.

Mr. Hopkins, when did you arrive, did you ask?

Noticing her discomfort, Gerry cleared his throat. Don't worry. I didn't hear anything you two were discussing.

Alicia was speechless. Her performance was poor, and it was obvious that she was enjoying this.

Feeling uncomfortable, she lowered her head and began to tidy up, trying to hide her feelings. She was sensitive, while Caden remained direct. Without hesitation, he turned to Gerry and asked: Why are you so late?

I was leaving a party and thought I'd stop by on the way home, Gerry explained as he walked into the room. Why don't you get up. I'm a guest here. Bring me a glass of water.

Caden's face remained impassive. There is water in the bathroom. Feel free to help yourself.

Gerry was momentarily speechless.

While the two exchanged words, Alicia decided to stay out of it. He grabbed a bag in each hand and headed towards the door. Gerry stopped her. You're leaving

Yes, I'll be back, she replied.

Caden watched her leave, his expression grim. The bags were very heavy and it was difficult for her to take each step. Just as Caden went to help her, Gerry got to her side first. These bags are almost bigger than you. I'm sure you can handle them.

Then he took the bags from her. Let a man help you when one is nearby. Don't try to do everything yourself.

Caden's expression darkened.

Alicia felt slightly embarrassed. They are quite heavy. Be careful not to overexert yourself.

Gerry waved his concern aside with a dismissive gesture. I'm strong enough for this. Don't worry...

He couldn't finish the sentence when a figure loomed over them. Caden silently gathered the four bags in his hands. Both Gerry and Alicia stopped in surprise, turning their gazes towards him.

Caden's voice was flat. They're just trash from my apartment. Don't bother.

With that, he walked past them, putting some distance between himself and the couple before leaving the room.

Gerry's lips moved slightly, his voice tinged with amusement. Why is this coldness? Anyone would think I was trying to steal your girlfriend.

Now that Alicia had her hands free, she picked up a painting, carefully wrapped and safe in her arms. He followed Caden to the elevator, holding him close.

Curiosity got the better of Gerry. What is that

It's a painting my mother made.

As Alicia responded, she took a quick look at Caden. She deliberately positioned herself on the opposite side of him, avoiding any contact.

Noticing this, Gerry moved to close the gap, bringing her a little closer to Caden.

I'll stay. here, by the garbage, Gerry said, with a mocking tone in his voice.

Alicia was speechless. The elevator ride was short, and she chose to remain silent.

Unable to remain silent for long, Gerry asked, Caden, have you been doing renovations.

Alicia tensed at the question. Why was Gerry asking that? He'd seen something embarrassing.

Caden looked at him, clearly taken aback. Why do you ask?

Gerry shrugged and explained: When I came in, I noticed a large mirror in your living room, near the balcony. Why did you put it there? It seems a little… creepy.

Alicia was taken aback. He lowered his head and retreated to a corner. Caden chuckled, possibly responding to Gerry's comment or Alicia's reaction. It serves a purpose.

Gerry wasn't particularly worried. Alicia, do you like to use the mirror in the living room? I thought you had a dressing room, no. Alice remained silent. One day he would stop asking questions

Caden's thoughts drifted to the mirror, bringing back memories of their days and nights intertwined. When they placed the mirror for the first time, he had witnessed the traces of their moments of passion, from the hallway to the living room.

He remembered the first time they stood in front of the mirror. Alicia, overcome by shyness, had cried, unable to contain her emotions. The memory was so vivid that it seemed like it had just happened. Caden swallowed, feeling a rush of heat.

Yes, Alicia is impressive, he said, his voice distant, as if he wasn't sure who he was addressing. The mirror really highlights her beauty.

Alicia felt a chill at his words.

When Caden was playful, he would look at his reflection in the mirror and whisper in his ear: You're so beautiful, Lucky. Come on, open your eyes and look. That memory resonated in both of their minds.

Alicia tried to push the thoughts away, but she couldn't ignore the intense gaze of the man who was behind her. Her cheeks flushed with embarrassment.

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