The unwanted wife’s unexpected comeback
Chapter 32

Chapter 32:

Joshua made a surprise proposal.

This surprising announcement hit the news, and Internet users, who had been aiming to Lilliana, they soon redirected their attention. They began digging into Joshua's past, looking for any trace of his romantic history, and finally discovered that he had been married and divorced.

A lot of hidden information came to light. In essence, the Lilliana scandal took a backseat. Joshua took the brunt of the online backlash for her.

Caden's gaze drifted to the screen. He let out a slight mockery.

What a moving love story, he commented.

Alicia stared at the screen, almost enthralled by the development of events. The screen soon changed to a video. It showed Joshua's sincere confession. It told how he and Lilliana met and fell in love.

Then Joshua showed off a dazzling diamond ring and gently placed it on Lilliana's finger. The camera's zoom captured the moment clearly.

Alicia's eyes filled with tears and her breathing became labored.

Caden turned to look at her, his indifferent gaze He caught her fragile expression.

Alicia lowered her eyes, trying to mask her emotions. It's just a proposal. What's so moving about it Honestly, it seems a bit cliché to me. That diamond ring looks like a scam. It's super expensive but it's really not worth it.

Caden's expression remained devoid of any emotion. He replied nonchalantly: That brand of diamond ring is priceless.

Alicia's eyes reddened even more, and she laughed bitterly. I guessed correctly. Joshua has lost a fortune.

Caden scoffed at his words.

It's not really a loss, though, he said. At least, when he married you, he didn't spend a cent.

Alicia was silent at his comment.

Oh, wait, he did spend a little, Caden added slowly. He bought you a silver ring for a few dollars.

The room became eerily quiet, amplifying Alicia's distress as she processed everything that was happening around her.

Alicia helped herself a glass of wine, trying to appear calm as he asked: Do you want a drink?

Caden remained silent, showing no interest in his offer. Alicia didn't expect his answer and raised the glass to her lips.

She knew that she was slightly allergic to alcohol and that she tended to get drunk quickly, so she rarely indulged. Today, the wine was especially strong.

As he drank it, it got stuck in his throat and he coughed immediately. Her face flushed and tears filled her eyes, though they didn't fall.

Caden's expression darkened. He looked at her with a hint of disdain. If you want to die so much, why don't you drink it all at once, he commented.

Alicia preferred not to respond to his mockery.

After catching her breath, she realized She realized she needed to slow down, so she began to sip the wine slowly, taking generous gulps.

Caden watched her while she drank the wine as if it were water.

After three glasses, signs of allergic reaction Alicia became evident. Small red spots appeared on her neck, revealing the anguish her body was suffering.

Caden frowned and squeezed her hand firmly as he grabbed another drink.

Alicia slowly raised her head. , looking at him through his drunkenness.

What the hell are you doing, he asked.

Stop drinking!, he insisted.

Alicia weakly tried to free her hand, but could not match his strength.

Let go of me, Caden!, he snapped, his voice thick with frustration.

Caden responded: If you want to drink to death, do it somewhere else. Dying here would only make me a suspect.

Alicia narrowed her eyes and looked at his hand as if she were thinking about her next move.

Caden felt an unsettling tension in the air.< /p>

Before he could back away, Alicia suddenly opened her mouth and bit his hand hard.

It was clear that she was releasing her pent-up frustration with that ferocious action.

Even someone as patient as Caden couldn't help but shudder slightly. You really act like a dog, biting everything that comes close.

Despite her comment, she kept her hand right where it was.

Alicia continued biting until her jaw started to hurt. , finally released his grip. She stared blankly at Caden's bleeding hand, and unexpectedly, tears ran down her cheeks.

With a clumsy but gentle movement, she leaned forward and licked the blood from his hand. Holding back his emotions, he murmured: I'm so sorry. Her soft tongue grazed the wound, causing an unbearable sting that made him wince.

Caden frowned and quickly removed his hand.

Alicia collapsed on the table, feeling defeated.

Outside, fireworks were exploding in the night sky. Purple bursts lit up the darkness, casting a glow on Alice's pale face.

Alicia had once told Joshua that purple fireworks were her favorite. But Joshua had never bothered to light them for her. Everything she had hoped for, everything he owed her, he now freely gave to someone else.

Caden never imagined he would find himself in a situation like this.

With Gerry fainted and Alicia having an allergic reaction, Caden knew he had a challenge on his hands.

He ordered someone to take Gerry away. When he turned around, he saw Alicia sweating dryly. She retched repeatedly but couldn't get anything out, feeling around on the table in a daze.

Caden approached her and asked: What are you looking for?

I'm looking for tissues, she murmured.

Alicia looked at him before leaning weakly against his chest, wiping her mouth on his shirt.

Caden was speechless. She was sorry she was back.

Noticing the red rashes covering her exposed skin, she realized her allergy was serious. He hesitated for a moment, but then decided to pick her up.

Just as Caden was picking up Alicia, Hank arrived after parking the car and witnessed the scene unfold.

Hank was baffled. He was fully aware of Caden's aversion to women. He politely offered: Mr. Ward, let me take care of this.

Caden replied flatly: No need. Just drive the car to the entrance.

Hank replied: Yes, sir. However, he secretly took out his phone, preparing to take a photo. Just as he was about to capture the moment, Caden shot him a stern look.

Hank quickly picked up his phone, pretending to check his hair in the reflection. I wasn't taking pictures of you two. I was just making sure my hair isn't messy.

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