The unwanted wife’s unexpected comeback

Chapter 364:

A woman, graceful and poised, was seated at a piano, playing a hauntingly beautiful melody.

Caden’s eyes narrowed, his pulse quickening as he recognized the scene.

“Who released that video?” he asked, his voice sharp.

Gerry glanced at the screen.

“Oh, that? The mayor’s daughter from Bechorion invited Alicia to perform.

Someone posted the video, and now she’s trending.

Haven’t you seen it?”

Caden’s expression darkened.

No, he hadn’t seen the video, but he’d been there that day.

Shit!

He’d fallen asleep at the party, thinking it had all been a dream.

A rush of emotions surged through him.

Without another word, he strode off, determined to find Alicia.

Alicia sat quietly in the lounge for a moment.

She nibbled on a bit of food and touched up her lipstick.

As she turned, she found Caden standing in her way.

After entering, he locked the door and moved closer to her.

She furrowed her brow, instinctively taking a step back.

He stretched out his long arms and placed his hands on the edge of the table.

She found herself caught in his embrace.

Caden locked eyes with her, getting straight to the heart of the matter.

“Were you at the party in Bechorion yesterday?”

Alicia felt almost overwhelmed by the intensity of his gaze.

She responded calmly, “Which party are you referring to?”

“You know exactly which one I’m talking about,” Caden said, his presence commanding, as though he already knew the answer.

Alicia found herself almost completely taken by his gaze.

“You saw me.” He didn’t ask; he asserted it.

Alicia nodded, affirming, “Yes, I saw you.”

Caden was nearly speechless.

He had searched for her high and low, but found not a trace.

On the final day, he had resolved to give up, only to miss her by the narrowest of margins.

“Why didn’t you wake me up?” His voice lowered, tinged with regret and disappointment.

“Even if you had just made a sound, I would have stirred.”

Alicia pressed her lips together, choosing her words carefully.

She didn’t deny that she had intentionally kept her distance.

In fact, she had barely spoken to him.

Caden studied her, noticing her emotionless demeanor.

Her scent and warmth surrounded him completely.

He took a deep breath, fighting to maintain control.

“Alicia, I want to hold you.”

Without hesitation, Alicia responded, “No.”

But in the next instant, he swept her into his arms.

He frowned and struggled, but it only tightened his grip.

It wasn’t a request.

It was a declaration—commanding and unwavering.

After holding her for a considerable time, Caden gradually relaxed his hold, but still kept her close.

He lowered his head, his lips brushing against her hair.

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