The unwanted wife’s unexpected comeback
Chapter 593

Chapter 593:

Caden leaned back, his tone languid and mocking.

“A grown man can’t handle a little discomfort, yet wants to play the home-wrecker?”

The driver looked back, confusion etched on his face.

Blake’s lips twitched.

“Caden, you shameless jerk! How dare you call me a home-wrecker? What about you? Let’s not forget how you got Alicia in the first place!”

Caden snorted, unbothered by the jab.

He just liked his sister-in-law.

Was that such a big deal?

She was the only one he wanted, and that was all that mattered.

Caden glanced at the GPS and told the driver, “Take the mountain road.

I want to enjoy the scenery.”

The driver nodded and promptly followed his instructions.

The mountain road was steep and winding, and despite the driver’s skill, the ride was anything but smooth.

Blake was tossed around in the backseat, thumping against the car’s interior.

“Caden, you… Damn you! Fuck… Fuck you! Ouch!”

Caden couldn’t help but smile faintly.

“You’ll never have the chance, because I’m not into guys, though I know I’m charming.”

Finally, they hit a smoother stretch of road, granting Blake a moment’s relief, though his face was already bruised and battered.

Panting heavily, he cursed under his breath, “Screw you, Caden Ward!”

Meanwhile, at Joy Mansion, Ciara was scolding Benedict.

She had just learned that he had argued with Alicia and nearly come to blows.

“You are lucky Caden is your nephew.

Otherwise, you would have been tossed into the sea by now.”

In the side hall, Ciara lowered her voice, her frustration palpable.

“Even though you’re his uncle, you shouldn’t meddle so much!”

But Benedict didn’t think he was at fault.

He crossed his arms defiantly and said, “I’m just looking out for Caden.”

Exasperated with his stubbornness, Ciara raised her cane and hit him.

Benedict couldn’t take it anymore.

He stormed out of the side hall, only to find Alicia in the kitchen, having just finished making some pastries.

She was carrying a tray and walking out when she collided with him.

Benedict cleared his throat awkwardly.

“Have you ever studied robotics chip research?” he asked.

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