The unwanted wife’s unexpected comeback
Chapter 218

Chapter 218:

Alicia's assistant could no longer keep her smile. We understand where our place is. Your time is very valuable, Mr. Tingey. He sure wouldn't want to waste it on us.

Mr. Tingey grimaced. You lack support and connections. How long can she really survive in this industry? I can't wait to see her embarrass herself.

Alicia's assistant fought the urge to retort, but held her tongue, aware that Alicia was still feeling bad. Without further ado, he turned around and left.

Caden, who had heard him, looked away and got into his car.

Yolanda, sensing his discontent, asked him softly: What are you worried about, Caden?

They had just come from an important meeting with a research manager, followed by a long conversation over dinner, but there were still unresolved issues. Yolanda, always willing to help, said, I'll look into it further when we get back and try to find a solution quickly.

Caden turned on the ignition, his face unreadable. This is not your problem.

Yolanda thought briefly about her previous encounter with Alicia.

Alicia had appeared quite disorganized. It had been unexpected.

Yolanda commented: When I met Miss Bennett, I assumed she was nothing more than a spoiled heiress. But I was wrong. He is truly dedicated to his career. It's rare for someone of his background.

Caden's expression darkened.

He had offered resources to Alicia, but she had rejected them, choosing instead to confront those old men. unscrupulous on your own. What a waste of effort.

Without another word, Caden quietly left the garage.

Mr. Tingey's vehicle was ahead, and Caden kept a safe distance.

At a traffic light, Caden pulled out his phone and quickly sent a text message.

Within minutes, a sports car weaved through traffic and collided with the back of Mr. Tingey.

Mr. Tingey got out of the car cursing loudly.

The driver of the sports car grabbed a stick from the passenger side and hit Mr. Tingey hard in the waist. .

Mr. Tingey screamed in agony: Who are you, but his only response was a series of rapid blows. The attacker targeted the softest areas of his body. The blows were not fatal, but they were unbearably painful.

Caden passed slowly, observing the scene with a distant expression, as if he were a mere spectator.

Meanwhile, Alicia had consumed a significant amount of alcohol, and his medication had not worked, causing an allergic reaction. She had to be hospitalized.

On her first day in the hospital, she was medicated and slept all day and night. On the second day they removed the line and he returned to work.

Selecting paintings for the gallery required a great effort. Alicia contacted each of the artists and signed copyright agreements with them. In the middle of all this, Hank stopped by to see her. Realizing how busy she was, she decided not to stay long.

Back at the office, Hank reported everything to Caden.

Caden listened intently, his expression unreadable, and then reviewed the gallery's paperwork. At first he had intended to help her solve her problems, but after reviewing the documents, he saw that she had almost completed everything on her own.

She had invested all her savings in the company. Furthermore, his recent efforts had landed him contracts with almost all the artists, so there were only a few left with dubious intentions. Caden realized he couldn't intervene.

He closed the folder with a quiet sigh. So what are you busy with now, he asked.

Hank thought for a moment before answering. In preparing for the future, I suppose. After all, who would complain about having too many customers?

Caden looked down as he remembered the scene he had witnessed earlier in the hallway. He pursed his lips. As stubborn as anyone, he muttered.

Hank didn't respond. In his mind, he could have said the same about Caden, who was just as stubborn.

He reminded Caden: Mr. Ward, considering Miss Bennett's current condition, she still plans to go to Averibon after tomorrow.

Caden replied coldly: Why wouldn't I.

Hank insisted: And if Mrs. Bennett needs your help.

She wouldn't want me at his funeral. You really think he needs me now. Caden said, feeling a tightness in his chest as he took off his tie.

Hank muttered, You two aren't even in a relationship, and yet you act like a bickering couple.

Caden's expression hardened. What did you say

Hank quickly softened his approach. Let me get you a cup of coffee.

And he left in a hurry.

Later that night, Alicia was in her hospital bed, talking to Monica on the phone.

Monica told him: I've seen Caden. It's very nice. The staff loves him and they have gotten along very well.

Alicia replied: That's great. You've been busy lately. I haven't seen you in a few days.

Monica replied: Let's catch up the day after tomorrow. Then I will be free. I'll pick you up from the hospital.

Okay, Alicia agreed, What do you want to eat? I'll make a reservation in advance.

Monica, who seemed a little exhausted, began to list a variety of delicious foods .

After a brief pause, he asked: Alicia, have you really broken up with Caden.

Alicia felt a pang of sadness. Yes. Now he has someone else.

Monica insisted: So, if he were still single, you would want to get back with him.

Alicia opened her mouth, but was left speechless. Deep down, when she apologized to him that day, she realized how much she still loved him. He even hesitated, considering whether he should return to Caden.

But now, his situation had deteriorated even further. It seemed that destiny had other plans.

She doubted whether she deserved true love.

Mónica did not delve further into such personal matters. After finishing the call, she opened the door and entered her house.

Once the door closed behind her, a shadow appeared from the corner, leaving a strange mark on her door.

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