The unwanted wife’s unexpected comeback
Chapter 89

Chapter 89:

Sheila's heart skipped a beat, startled by the sudden noise behind her.

Instinctively, she realized He turned around, clutching the medicine bottle tightly against his back. When her eyes landed on Joshua, she felt relieved. After a quick glance to confirm that they were alone, she murmured, "I'm just going to get some medicine for Jerald."

Joshua's gaze fell on the bottle she was trying to hide.

Then He observed her worried and tense expression.

It was clear that something was not right.

He wrinkled his forehead. So, why is there so much secrecy? Without hesitation, she picked up the bottle and turned it in her hands to examine it closely.

Sheila's voice dropped to a whisper. Actually, I was going to ask if you had any contacts to get more of this medicine.

Joshua squinted at the label. He wasn't well versed in pharmaceuticals, but the name of the medicine sounded familiar.

It was strange. He wasn't sure.

What he did know was that it cost a small fortune and that, since Then it wasn't covered by insurance.

His interest waned. Caden didn't buy this already

Exactly. Sheila nodded, her eyes narrowed. And that's the point. Why let him take all the credit if we can get it ourselves. Plus, this stuff works well, but we're running out.

Joshua raised an eyebrow. There aren't many left in the box yet.

Sheila hesitated, then leaned closer. They're fake.

Lowering his voice even more, he continued: I was worried we'd run out, so I bought some counterfeit ones as a reserve.

What! Joshua felt his stomach turn. You realize how dangerous it can be. And if something goes wrong

It wasn't Jerald's possible death that worried him, but the idea of ​​being held responsible.

When he As he prepared to get rid of the fake medications, Sheila grabbed his arm. “You're exaggerating,” he protested. I know people who work in the factory where they make them. They replicate big name drugs all the time. Imitations may not be as effective, but no one has ever died because of them. They are not very cheap either: I paid a good sum for them. Throwing them away would be a waste.

But Joshua shook his head. No. They have to go away.

Sheila pursed her lips in frustration. And if Jerald doesn't take them, then you're going to let Caden take on the real ones and play the hero.

He's the oldest. It's not your responsibility

Sure, but who was at Jerald's side when he needed help? You. And everyone remembers it. You really want to let Caden steal your thunder this late in the game

Joshua paused, his words working their way through his mind.

He hadn't stayed by Caden's bed. Jerald's hospital out of concern – he had been calculating.

If Jerald died, he wanted to make sure the will left him in a safe position.

If Jerald lived, then play the loyal son could leave a lasting impression.

And With Caden at odds with Jerald, this was his chance to step forward.

Good. I'll think of something. But don't give him the fake medicines yet. Joshua took a quick photo of the bottle for future reference.

By the way, where is Alicia? I didn't see her when I got back.

Sheila snorted, irritated. She went out to get a facial or something. How much money did you give him.

Joshua was in no mood to argue.

Stay out of our business, he hissed. If Lilliana finds out about this, you know what will happen.

With that, she pulled out her phone and walked away, dialing Alicia's number.

Alicia had just left Alicia's house. Monica, where she had safely kept the photos that Caden had given her. When he picked up, his voice was light and casual.

What's up

Why aren't you home yet? Joshua's tone was impatient.

I'm coming back, She answered simply, almost wanting to end the call. But then, he remembered the role he had to play and quickly added: I just left Monica's house.

Oh, okay. “Anyway, I got off work early today,” Joshua said, with a slight urgency in his words. Come home soon. Let's spend some time together.

Alicia hesitated, surprised by his sudden request. Even over the phone, I could sense the frustration hiding beneath her soft facade.

I'm still on my period, she responded, trying to keep her tone neutral.

Joshua giggled. . You think I just want to see you to have sex. We were married for two years. I once did something to you then.

His words only increased the disgust that was bubbling inside him. The irony was not lost on him: when she wanted his attention, he was with Lilliana.

Now that she wanted nothing to do with him, he was suddenly present, persistent, in any case.

But Alicia knew that was not the case. Whatever had to happen, would end up happening.

Okay, I'll be right back, he said with a firm voice.

Great, Joshua murmured, as if appeased. I've missed your cooking. It had been a while since I had done it.

Alicia was about to laugh. Cooking Again

He and Caden really were brothers—they both treated her like some kind of servant.

I should have invited you to join us sooner, he joked sarcastically.

Joshua sounded confused.

He cleared his throat and quickly disguised himself. Nothing, I just had dinner with Monica.

As soon as the call ended, Alicia shook her head, half amused, half angry. If cooking was what he wanted, she would do it, for now. It was better than the alternative. After all, the last thing she wanted from him was sex.

With a new plan in mind, he turned towards Monica's door.

Monica, you still have the medicine you mentioned .

Monica nodded and went to look for a small jar. Yes, you should make him take it now. It takes a few days to really take effect.

Perfect, Alicia murmured, with a macabre smile on her lips.

She picked up the bottle and put it in her pocket.

Joshua wanted his food. He would get it, okay.

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