The unwanted wife’s unexpected comeback
Chapter 73

Chapter 73:

Caden looked back at him, with a blank expression that betrayed no emotion. Gerry, interpreting Caden's calm as confirmation of his suspicions, shouted excitedly: When did this start? It's either in the early or late stages.

Caden remained silent, resisting the urge to engage in conversation. Why bother talking to an idiot

The doctor, for his part, pressed his fingers harder against Caden's wrist, frowning in concentration. I assumed your pale complexion was due to general weakness, but you seem to be under significant stress.

Gerry breathed a sigh of relief, glad to know it wasn't a fatal illness.

Without wasting a second, the doctor asked: Is your sex life normal?

His tone was so casual that it seemed like he was commenting on the weather.

Caden responded just as coldly. Yes.

Gerry's eyes almost popped out of their sockets. I would have heard wrong

Hank, who was nearby, looked equally stunned. Caden A normal sex life Since when

The doctor's fingers twitched slightly, a shadow of skepticism crossed his face. How often

Caden glanced in Alicia's direction, a small, almost imperceptible smile at the corner of his mouth. At least once a day.

Alicia's heart skipped a beat. Once a day, he thought, his mind racing. And why is he looking at me like that? I'm not part of this equation!

Finally, the doctor let go of Caden's wrist, his expression unreadable.

Gerry, always curious, continued. So what's wrong, doctor.

The doctor sighed. You're not being entirely honest, so I can't give an accurate diagnosis. The last time I felt a pulse like that, it was from someone who had never been intimate with anyone.

Caden stiffened, his calm exterior wavering for a moment. Seriously, Doc, he cursed inwardly. There's no need to expose myself like that.

Gerry's lips curled into a sneer. Why are you lying to the doctor, Caden Answer his questions.

Without wasting a second, Caden turned the tables, his voice firm. How many times a day do you do it, Gerry.

Gerry was silent, momentarily speechless.

Caden didn't stop there. At least I'm not a virgin. And you, Mr. Hopkins At what age did you finally lose yours.

Gerry's face reddened with frustration, his eyebrows furrowed in agitation. There's a lady here! Lower his voice, he snapped, trying to regain control of the conversation.

Undeterred, Caden smiled and scoffed: Your reaction says it all. You're still a virgin, huh.

Gerry remained silent at the blow. He opened his mouth, but no words came out as he hurriedly turned to Alicia, his face a mixture of shame and despair. He just talks nonsense. Don't pay attention to him.

Alicia, with a cold and serene expression, simply nodded as if she hadn't heard anything. As if nothing had happened, her phone rang an alarm and she quickly put it to her ear to answer it.

She walked away, pretending to be on the phone with someone to put more distance between herself and the awkward scene. However, despite his calm exterior, his little act was far from perfect. The tension in her posture gave her away.

The doctor, amused by the exchange, laughed softly. Mr. Ward, you have nothing to worry about. It's nothing serious. Just make sure you get plenty of rest. As for sex, he added with a knowing smile, you are an adult. You can do it whenever you want. Don't hold back, or it could cause some problems.

Caden nodded briefly, his expression unreadable, as he adjusted his cufflinks precisely. His demeanor was still polished and serene, exuding the elegance normally reserved for royalty.

The doctor offered him again: I can prescribe some medicine for that cold.

No need.< /p>

As Alicia walked away, Caden's eyes followed her subtle movements. He nonchalantly picked up a glass, scanning the room until his gaze landed on Rachel.

Gerry noticed too. He stroked his chin thoughtfully. When did Alicia become such friends with Randolph and Rachel?

Caden, who knew the answer perfectly well, just shrugged. No idea.

Gerry mused out loud: Maybe he's thinking about joining the bank. It's absurd that he wouldn't want to work with me, opting for something less professional instead.

Caden says so. He looked out of the corner of his eye, with a dry tone. Maybe it's because you're ugly and you talk too much.

Gerry resisted. Ugly You're serious, Caden Look at me. Sure, I may not outshine you, but I'm definitely prettier than Randolph.

Caden gave a satisfied smile. If you're not ugly, why are you still single?

Gerry stood up straight, feigning seriousness. I haven't found anyone worth it yet. Unlike you, I have standards. I don't chase every woman who comes into the club.

Hank, who had been listening quietly, looked startled. When had that happened? I hadn't heard anything about it. And who was the woman in question?

Gerry, suddenly remembering something, turned to Caden. By the way, did you actually call someone last time? I asked the boss and he said no.

Instead of answering, Caden took a slow sip of warm water.

But Gerry Persistent as ever, he leaned forward with a sly smile. So who was the woman you were spooning with that night?

Caden shot him a dark look, as if the question itself was beneath him. There had only been three people involved that night. It was really so hard to figure out

Why don't you try using that head of yours and find out.

Gerry wrinkled his brow in thought. Caden, for his part, took another sip. The water was warm and unpleasant now, a stale reminder of their current misery. His illness only made it worse; His throat throbbed with every swallow, and the water tasted horrible. Annoyed, he put down the glass with a frown.

Suddenly, Gerry's face lit up and he practically shouted, "I got it!"

Caden gave him a half-hearted look. , with a dry and contemptuous voice. It took you long enough.

With a satisfied smile, Gerry declared, You bribed the boss not to tell me, didn't you. You didn't want me to know.

Caden stared at him, thunderstruck. He turned to Hank with a raised eyebrow. All virgins are that clueless.

Hank blinked, unsure of how to respond. Not all of them, surely...

Caden smiled satisfied. Oh, sure. I had forgotten that you are a virgin too.

Hank was speechless, mentally rolling his eyes. Caden had no right to brag.

If Alicia hadn't been drugged, you'd still be drugged too, Hank thought with a silent sneer.

Finally, Gerry gave up guessing, sinking in dismay. back in his chair.

He looked around the room, watching the people mingling and exchanging empty pleasantries. The whole event seemed pointless to him, a tedious obligation with no real substance.

He sighed. Since when do you care about these meaningless social gatherings? Randolph is just an assistant principal. You owe him nothing, and yet you are here, sick no less. What's the point?

Caden didn't respond. Instead, he picked up his glass and stood up.

Gerry frowned. Where are you going

Caden looked back over his shoulder, his voice level. To any place that is far from you.

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