The unwanted wife’s unexpected comeback

Chapter 142:

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Hank silently promised himself that he would pass on the details of the conversation to Caden, hoping that it might cheer him up. After a brief exchange of pleasantries, they parted ways.

Alicia was the first to leave the building. As she left, Caden, who was parked by the road, noticed her. He looked back at her as she walked, watching her through the car window. She was out of sight, unaware of his presence. His eyes followed her every move, studying her from head to toe.

Although he did not appear to have any visible injuries, his gait was noticeably different. He seemed to be standing on one foot, his steps were hesitant, and he barely lifted one foot off the ground.

Caden couldn't help but think sarcastically, "Why didn't she hit her head? Maybe that would make her see reason."

Meanwhile, Hank, wanting to back up his made-up story, grabbed a box of digestive pills and walked back to the car. Caden gave him a quick glance, but didn't say anything.

Hank started the car and the two lapse into a brief silence.

After a moment, Caden commented, "You came back quickly."

Hank agreed. “Yes, Mr. Ward. “My long legs help.”

Caden didn't answer, and the rest of the ride back to the company was spent in silence. Caden stared out the window, his expression unreadable, while Hank glanced at him from time to time, wondering if he had any questions or thoughts to share. Deciding that Caden's silence meant he wasn't interested in talking, Hank fell silent.

After what seemed like an eternity of silence, Caden finally broke it, frowning. “What happened at the pharmacy?”

Hank shook the bag of pills lightly, looking at Caden. “I just picked up the digestive pills, Mr. Ward.”

Caden's eyes narrowed. “And what else happened?”

Hank hesitated, then continued, “Miss Bennett had some great words to say about you.”

Caden’s expression darkened slightly. “What exactly did he say?”

“He said you got what you deserved,” Hank replied, his tone cautious.

Caden paused, his face unreadable. He took a deep breath, but didn't immediately respond. “Is that there?” he asked, his voice colder now.

“Yeah, that’s all he said,” Hank confirmed.

Caden fell silent once more, his thoughts seeming distant, leaving Hank unsure of what to say next.

“I’m asking if something else happened, you moron!” Caden thought, feeling his irritation rising. “Your brain seems to shut down after work. Is your mind gathering cobwebs?”

Sensing Caden's frustration, Hank cautiously ventured, "Mr. Ward, is there something you'd like to talk about?"

In an icy tone, Caden replied, “I am contemplating dispensing with your services.”

Hank was stunned. “What have I done?” he asked himself, feeling a sense of confusion.

Annoyed, Caden snapped, “Take us back to the apartment.”

Then a thought occurred to Hank. “Mr. “Ward, did you know that Miss Bennett visited the Yates mansion yesterday?”

This question clearly agitated Caden. The thought of Alicia's visit to Yates Mansion had been weighing on him.

“Why do you ask?” Caden asked, his voice breaking.

Hank, trying to be as honest as possible, explained: "Mrs. Bennett injured her ankle after jumping from an upper floor. Mr. Yates tried to restrain her."

Caden's face tightened, a pang of dismay passing through him. “She told you that?”

Hank replied, “It was her friend who inadvertently revealed it. Mrs. Bennett seems intent on keeping it a secret.”

The details played through Caden's mind like a movie. Reflecting on his phone call with Joshua the night before, Caden had suspected there was more to Alicia's silence. She detested Joshua, how could she possibly have agreed to be with him?

That was why he hadn't ended the call when Joshua hinted at his involvement. Caden had been waiting for Alicia to say, “Caden, come get me.” If she had, he would have run to her immediately.

But Alice remained silent. In the morning she appeared with clean clothes and marks on her neck, but she still gave no explanation, even when he asked her for one.

Caden's expression darkened, his face as gloomy as the ocean before a storm.

Without another word, he gave Hank a contact information. “Invite this competitor of the Green family to dinner tonight. Treat him well.”

Hank made a mental note. “Understood, Mr. Ward.”

Given the significant challenge ahead, Caden knew that Joshua would likely seek financial support from the Green family. However, if the Green family was facing their own difficulties at this time, they would not be able to help Joshua.

Essentially, Joshua was in for a difficult period.

Once Caden got upstairs, I dialed Alicia's number.

Alicia had just said goodbye to Monica and was returning to the hotel. Her response was indifferent. “What do you want?”

Caden, now in his living room, replied, “When are you going to replace my living room couch?”

Alicia remembered the fight that morning: Caden had scolded her for staining the sofa and she had quickly promised to change it. She knew that commitments had to be kept.

“Where did you buy the sofa?” I have asked, trying to find a way to resolve the situation.

“It's a limited edition. They don’t make it anymore,” Caden replied flatly.

Alice gaped, realizing how exclusive her possessions were. She reluctantly replied, “How much did it cost?” “I’ll buy another one of equal value.”

Caden's response was adamant: "I want the original."

Alicia struggled to remain calm. “But it’s not available anymore, right?”

“That sounds like a personal problem,” Caden replied coldly.

Alicia pulled the phone away from her ear and muttered a curse under her breath. Caden, however, caught every word.

His tone turned even colder as he warned her, “Next time you criticize me, make sure to keep quiet.”

Alicia gritted her teeth, thinking to herself, I just wanted to get under your skin.

“So what's your proposal?” she asked, determined to confront him directly despite the tension.

Caden replied sharply: "Come here and we'll talk face to face."

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