The unwanted wife’s unexpected comeback
Chapter 72

Chapter 72:

When Alicia entered the room with Raquel, she immediately realized the scene that was unfolding before her. A beautiful woman, shyly showing something to Caden on her phone, was being ignored by him. He kept his head down, seeming completely disinterested and distant. It was enough to make anyone feel frustrated. Gerry, visibly upset, addressed the woman in a contemptuous tone.

You are targeting the wrong person. Mr. Ward doesn't like women, he said.

The woman looked surprised, clearly surprised by his forwardness. Gerry, unable to hide his jealousy, continued: Yes, I am in a relationship with Mr Ward. I'm his partner.

Only then did Caden look up, giving Gerry a cold look, but making no further comments.

Meanwhile, Alicia caught Caden's attention as she approached. . His eyes narrowed slightly as she approached, his expression unreadable.

Nearby, Randolph, with his arm around Rachel, greeted them cheerfully. Mr. Ward, Mr. Hopkins!

Alicia clung to Rachel, feeling more comfortable in her company. Dressed in a loose sweater and subtle makeup, Alicia struck a balance that drew attention without being too imposing.

She couldn't help but notice that Caden looked exhausted, as if he'd spent a full night's sleep. of more than just concern. He looked exhausted and disheveled, possibly from a passionate and stormy encounter the night before.

As they settled in, Gerry, finding amusement in the situation, motioned to Alicia. Come here, Alice. Sit with us.

His attitude toward her was carefree and platonic. However, Randolph interpreted it differently, casting a meaningful glance at Alicia. It was something she wanted to avoid, especially since Randolph was close to Joshua. He couldn't risk having Randolph's words resonate with him.

To keep her distance and avoid any misunderstanding, Alicia excused herself and sat further away.

I'm sorry, Mr. Hopkins. , I have caught a cold recently. It is better to keep your distance so as not to catch it.

Gerry, unperturbed by the mention of his cold, asked curiously: Have you had a cold too?

Alicia, surprised, confirmed: Yes , that's right.

It's not me. It's Caden, Gerry clarified, cocking his head. He has been sick for three days and has not recovered. He has been increasingly irritable, almost as if he had lost something personal.

Alicia's heart raced. When she looked at Caden, she noticed a faint mark on his lips. He realized it was his fault. He remembered how intensely they had kissed that day. I must have given him the cold he thought, silently panicking. Feeling guilty, he rubbed his nose, pretending nothing was wrong.

Randolph, upon hearing about Caden's cold, was worried. It's been three days and you're still not better. The medicine isn't working

Caden gave a small sigh and, in a carefree tone, answered: It's just a cold. Thank you for your concern, Mr. Gray.

Randolph, sounding thoughtful, added, Mr. Ward, you work very hard. You need to take care of yourself. It turns out that today I have a friend here who specializes in traditional medicine. Maybe I can do a checkup. What do you think?

Caden frowned slightly at the mention of traditional remedies. The idea of ​​bitter herbs didn't sit well with him.

Before he could refuse, Gerry, always eager for something new, intervened on his behalf: Sure. Let me take a look at you right now.

Randolph got up to go find his friend.

Caden, still feeling bad, remained dejected. After exchanging a few words, Randolph and Rachel left him alone.

Alicia noticed the affection between Randolph and Rachel. He wanted to get closer to Rachel, but it wasn't the right time. Maybe he'd find an opportunity later.

After watching them for a while, Caden's voice broke into his thoughts. In a mocking tone, he said, "So, Miss Bennett, Mr. Gray is your type."

Alicia turned to him, speechless.

Caden seemed to be in better shape, but his expression was still sharp. It's okay if you like older men, she added, “just be careful when they're married.”

Alicia shot him a smile. The cold has gone to your head Sometimes it's better not to talk.

Gerry joined in the joke: You have nothing to say. You don't like married women.

Caden replied: Sometimes it is better to remain silent.

Just then the man specialized in traditional medicine arrived.

Mr. Ward , greeting. The man, who looked about fifty years old, smiled warmly, carrying himself with gentle humility. I heard he's not feeling well, he said.

Caden didn't really expect the man to come, but out of respect for his elder, he hid any displeasure.

In a calm voice, Caden answered: My cold has not gotten better because I have not taken any medicine. There's no need for a checkup.

Gerry interrupted quickly. You'd probably better check it out anyway. It's more than just a cold. You might even have a little facial paralysis. Since you're here, why don't you see if you can help.

Caden remained silent, surprised by Gerry's insistence.

The doctor sat down and, with a kind smile, He said: Mr. Ward, let me take a closer look at you. He seems a little unwell. He's been having trouble sleeping lately.

His words hit home. The weather had been gloomy with rain for days, and the change of seasons, along with the humidity, had disturbed Caden's sleep for quite some time.

Go ahead, Caden replied.

I'll take your pulse first, the doctor said.

After taking his pulse for a moment, the doctor's smile faded, replaced by a more serious expression. The atmosphere in the room became tense.

Gerry, craning his neck, asked: What's wrong? Is he dying or something.

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