The unwanted wife’s unexpected comeback
Chapter 75

Chapter 75:

Caden gave him a contemptuous look.

You're trying to snatch another kiss from me, he scoffed.

Alicia matched his disdain with her own sharp tone. Now you admit it. I always knew you had ulterior motives.

All the attention I had given him that night had been in vain.

Instead of reciprocating his kindness, he had chosen to betray her confidence, proving that old habits were hard to break.

She brushed her hair back and spoke firmly. I have important things to do. I'm done wasting my time with you.

With those words, she began scanning the crowd, looking for Raquel.

Alicia was about to leave when Caden interrupted her. I understand what you are trying to do today. Even if she can't help you, I can. Even after hearing that, she remained unconvinced of his statement.

She hadn't even shared her plans with Monica yet, which made her wonder how Caden could know about them.

Thank you, but I'll pass, he responded firmly.

Noticing his challenge, Caden let out a chuckle.

You have a great opportunity before you, and yet you choose to ignore it. Don't expect my help later.

Alicia felt her competitive spirit flare up. I appreciate your concern, but please stay out of my business.

She reminded herself not to resort to deceptive tactics as she had done in the past.

Since In the distance, Alicia saw Rachel approaching. He grabbed his drink and prepared to approach her across the room.

What's the rush? Take care of my business first and then you can leave, Caden said.

He gave a nod. She sipped her drink and immediately frowned, finding it completely tasteless.

Alicia felt a wave of annoyance. She looked at her glass and asked: Your drink has no flavor.

Caden looked down at her glass and replied: It's just warm water.

She paused for a moment before suggesting with calm: You want something with a little more flavor.

Caden directed his gaze to her lips.

When their eyes met, a tacit understanding passed between them, and Alicia He couldn't help but smile.

It seemed like they both thought the same thing. same. Caden reluctantly agreed. It's not a bad idea, but in this environment, it might not be convenient for you, Miss Bennett.

Alicia smiled reassuringly. It'll be quick.

Caden straightened up and responded: Whatever you want. Instead of leaning in for a kiss right away, Alicia took a sip of her own drink first.

Caden raised an eyebrow, clearly noticing her deliberate movement. However, his expectations were not met when Alicia decisively spit the sip from her mouth into his glass.

Her actions were gentle and intentional, and she made it all seem so natural.

Caden looked in silence at the water, now pinkish, and preferred not to respond.

Alicia wiped the last of the drink from her lips and commented nonchalantly: -Now you can drink it. It's completely bland, just like your taste.

With that, Alicia stalked off, leaving the room behind.

Caden let out a frustrated laugh, clearly exasperated. Once he was gone, Gerry walked over and nonchalantly picked up a sandwich to nibble on. What was going on between you and Alicia.

We had a little argument, Caden replied flatly.

You have a lot of free time, Gerry commented with a hint of amusement. He took a couple of bites of the dessert, its overwhelming sweetness catching him off guard, making him cough in annoyance.

Instead of reaching for his own drink, Gerry reached for the glass in Caden's hand. Let me have a sip.

Caden pushed the glass out of reach with a frown. Buy your own drink.

Why can't we share a drink? What's the problem, Gerry asked.

I've already had it, Caden said, shooting him a withering look.

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I don't care, Gerry commented before making another attempt to pick it up. We've shared drinks since we were kids. Come on, I'll get you another one later.

Without saying anything else, Caden drank the entire glass.

This left Gerry speechless. Then he swallowed and asked, "What's so special about that drink you keep?" When Caden remembered drinking the water that Alicia had spit out, a wave of nausea hit him.

To say Truthfully, Caden wasn't even thirsty. I just didn't want Gerry to have the drink. What had crossed his mind?

He put the glass on the floor and walked away without saying a word.

A waiter passed by and Gerry casually asked for a glass of water. Looking at the crystal clear liquid, he felt confused. Why was this glass so clear, while Caden's was tinted pink

Turning to the waiter, he asked: They serve different types of water here.

Apparently perplexed, the waiter He replied: Sir, the only difference is the temperature, not the taste.

Seriously, Gerry took a sip and licked his lips. There was nothing extraordinary about the taste.

Then why was Caden so protective of his drink?

Meanwhile, Alicia approached Rachel and greeted her. Rachel didn't even greet her. It seemed as if her mind was somewhere else.

Alicia followed Rachel's gaze and saw Randolph standing by the wine cabinet, selecting a bottle. Next to him was a woman. Although they weren't too close, their body language suggested an undeniable closeness. Anyone could sense that something was happening between them.

Raquel quickly came out of her daze when she noticed Alicia. He avoided direct eye contact and asked: Mrs. Bennett, when did you arrive?

I just arrived. You seemed upset, so I thought I'd stay with you, Alicia replied kindly.

Rachel tried to smile, but couldn't and looked back at the couple sadly.

Realizing. Although Alicia had probably noticed her discomfort, Rachel didn't hold back. It's an old flame of Randolph's. Now there is nothing between them, but they have been very close. He often asks for help. Today he came so that he could choose the wine for his elders, and they have been there for a while.

Alicia did not sweeten her answer. It doesn't seem like they're just choosing wine. His body language told another story. They laughed and talked easily.

The two seemed more like a couple.

Rachel's jealousy boiled beneath the surface, but her pride prevented her from making a scene. The only thing he could do was endure in silence.

When the woman finally chose her bottle, Randolph took out his card and paid without a second thought. That was the last straw for Rachel. Unable to contain himself any longer, he approached them.

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