The unwanted wife’s unexpected comeback
Chapter 83

Chapter 83:

Alicia had gotten used to Caden's peculiar behavior, so she didn't feel the need to argue. Deciding to take the easy way out, he went ahead and ordered groceries for delivery.

What do you want to eat, he asked, trying to keep it simple.

Caden, with his eyes closed, responded lazily. : Whatever. I don't care.

Although he claimed to be indifferent, Alicia already knew him well enough.

How about a fish soup and a light beef stir-fry, she suggested.

< p>As he had anticipated, Caden, always such a picky eater, rejected his idea. I don't like fish soup.

Then how about beef, she offered.

I don't want beef either.

Alicia was surprised by his response. He tried not to lose patience and told him: You are sick and your throat hurts. How about something easy to digest? Maybe a light soup.

I'll be hungry again too quickly. I have work later, he replied nonchalantly.

In that case, eat something heavier, she countered.

That will only make me run to the bathroom more. It's too much trouble.

Alicia was getting more and more upset.

What do you think about the pasta? It would be good with mushrooms, she suggested.

I hate the taste of mushrooms. , Caden responded flatly.

Through clenched teeth, Alicia asked, So what the hell do you want to eat?

Caden tapped his forehead and replied, Anything is fine.

This time, Alicia couldn't contain her frustration. He snapped: Eat whatever you want. I give up!

At that moment, Caden's phone rang. He took it calmly and answered: Hello.

Hank's voice came clearly. Mr. Ward, there is a meeting scheduled for this afternoon. Will join online

Without wasting a second, Caden nonchalantly replied, Oh, you have more information about what Randolph did.

Hank felt a wave of confusion wash over him. She had no idea what her boss was referring to.

Alicia looked at Caden, bewildered. Who are you talking to? I've never mentioned Randolph, she thought, confused by the sudden change in conversation.

When she looked his way, Caden rubbed his forehead in irritation. There is no need for that. I have changed my mind; I don't want them anymore.

Hank, still bewildered, asked, What do you mean?

Alicia stood up, clearly frustrated. And the shrimp. I can also make you some scrambled eggs.

Hank, hearing a woman's voice in the background, quickly raised the volume, eager to catch more of the conversation.

Caden He ended the call with a satisfied smile spreading across his face. I can live with that.

Alicia was speechless again. What a bummer!

Caden laughed to himself, fully aware of his silent irritation, but chose to remain silent. Soon, the groceries arrived at the door and Alicia carried them into the kitchen.

From time to time, she heard Caden coughing softly from the other room. Looking back, he realized that he was already sitting at his desk, engrossed in his work.

When he was quiet, he seemed quite handsome. It was a shame that she had such a sharp tongue.

Alicia peeled a pear and put it in a small bowl. He sprinkled some sugar on the fruit, thinking it would be a good source of food for him, especially since the doctor had mentioned that he was feeling weak today.

After covering the pot, he looked at it. around him and discovered that the cupboards were completely empty. It was as if no one had ever lived in the apartment.

He took out his phone and asked for several things. The cost added up quickly, and the total left her a little dazed.

Caden, you're going to reimburse me for everything I bought, right, she asked, a little exasperated.

Caden's head rose. an eyebrow How much has it been?

Alicia glanced at the receipt, her eyes wide. The total amounted to more than three thousand dollars.

Three hundred and ninety thousand dollars! he exclaimed.

What the hell have you bought, gold. Caden asked sarcastically.

You're saying you can't afford it, she replied.

Right, he replied nonchalantly.

Alicia was speechless. . He was incredibly stingy.

While Alicia peeled the shrimp, Caden put his work aside and walked over to supervise her. She had just finished washing the shrimp when he approached.

Alicia used scissors to cut the fins off the shrimp, with precise and quick movements. Before long, I had a pile of shelled shrimp. Alicia was awesome. Whatever task he undertook, he excelled at it, whether studying or competing. No matter where he was, he radiated confidence.

Even the simplest tasks took on a warm and welcoming atmosphere thanks to his kind and calm presence. Alicia had never had anyone to supervise her. He looked up from his homework and asked, Are you hungry?

The softness of Caden's gaze changed slightly and his tone became more serious. I just want to remind you that I have OCD. I can't have even a piece of shell nearby.

She was speechless.

Caden walked over to the table and pointed to the peeled shrimp. You see that's a shell, he complained. Do it again.

Alicia, increasingly frustrated, blurted out: Caden, what the hell is wrong with you.

Caden, taking advantage of his illness to tempt fate, responded: The shells me They take away your appetite.

Alicia, with her patience exhausted, responded: I could poke you in the eyes. If you can't see, it won't bother you.

Shortly after, a bubbling noise emerged from the kitchen. The pear soup was boiling. Alicia quickly turned down the heat and lifted the lid to take a look. Much of the water had evaporated, so she realized she had to add more.

Caden loomed over her, his presence impossible to ignore. What are you doing

The sweet, refreshing aroma of pear broth filled the air. Alicia responded without looking up: Take a look for yourself.

Caden realized that it had properties that could help calm a cough. She smiled, but preferred not to press the matter further.

Alicia went to get water and then an idea occurred to her. He paused and drank the water in one gulp. Hiding the disposable cup behind her, she told Caden, Keep an eye on the stove for me. I have to grab something.

Caden noticed her subtle movement. Sure.

Once Alicia was sure Caden wasn't looking at her, she quietly slipped into the bathroom. She lifted the toilet lid and filled the disposable cup with water.

As she looked at the clear liquid, a mischievous smile appeared on Alicia's face.

Always such a picky eater , constantly criticizing everything, he thought. Enjoy this grooming surprise. Maybe your appetite will improve and you will be more willing to eat anything.

Discreetly, she hid the cup and walked silently towards the bathroom door. She then looked towards the kitchen, only to find Caden nowhere to be seen. Maybe he had gone out to the balcony to work. Alicia took a few cautious steps forward, craning her neck to glance at the desk, but no one was there.

Just as she was about to turn around, a cold voice interrupted her from behind her. Miss Bennett, who are you looking for?

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