The unwanted wife’s unexpected comeback

Chapter 908

Chapter 908:

Yet, Corey, ever observant, noticed Alicia's hesitation and realized it was Caden at the door. Caden seemed to

sense something amiss and waited patiently outside.

Corey, never one for kindness, especially during tough times, seemed keen on making things difficult for others.

“Caden’s here?” Corey extinguished his cigarette, neatly tucking the ashtray under the table before standing.

“Then I'll leave.”

Alicia eyed him warily. Was he genuinely being considerate? She held back from questioning him, knowing all too

well that pressing Corey could prompt him to do the exact opposite of what she wanted. Corey picked up his car

keys and slipped out through the balcony’s back door.

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Alicia hesitated for a moment before approaching the front door, immediately feeling a pang of regret. Why did

she feel uneasy? There was nothing between her and Corey. It would have been simpler to let Caden in and

explain the situation as it was. Moreover, Corey's earlier actions had seemed suspicious.

Her thoughts were interrupted by Caden ringing the doorbell once more, snapping her back to the moment. She

threw the pair of shoes Corey had slipped on into the trash and swung the door open.

Caden entered, balancing bags of groceries, his long strides carrying him into the room. “Were you busy? It took

you a while to open the door.” His eyes quickly scanned the living room.

Alicia hadn't felt this uneasy in ages. It felt like she was caught in a trap, and she was cornered.

Alicia cleared her throat and said, “Oh, | wasn’t busy. | was just in the bedroom and didn’t hear the doorbell.” She

figured a little lie wouldn't hurt, especially now that Corey was gone. This thought made her feel less agitated as

she reached out and took the stuff from Caden’s hands.

Caden raised an eyebrow at her unusual movement. He opened the shoe cabinet, only to find his slippers

missing. “I threw them out,” Alicia blurted out.

Caden gave her a look, his expression unfathomable. “Why did you throw them out?”

“They were old, and | meant to get new ones, but | haven't had the tyet. I'll order a new pair online later.

Just wear something else for now,” she said, trying to sound normal.

Caden frowned and pulled out a pair of oversized slippers. There were no other suitable slippers for him. Only the

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tossed pair fitted him. The rest were smaller, clearly meant for guests.

Feeling a bit silly wearing them, Caden said, “I've worn them less than five times. What makes you think they're

old?”

Alicia blinked, unsure of how to respond. It felt like he was just venting, but she couldn't tell if he was serious or

joking.

Alicia tried to keep her cool. “Don’t you usually swap out your loungewear after, like, five wears? So, what's the

big deal?”

Caden fired back, “When did | say it was a big deal?” Alicia didn’t know what to say.

Before she could figure it out, a bodyguard rushed in. “Ms. Bennett, do you need anything?”