The Unwanted Wife's Unexpected Comeback - Chapter 1095

Chapter 1095:

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At Alicia’s teasing words, Caden reluctantly looked away and said, “There’s really nothing much to see.”

Today was special—they could finally take their baby girl home, and then they could spend all day watching her if they wanted.

Alicia watched the baby nurse and slowly fall asleep, smiling gently.

It had been a while since Caden had seen Alicia smile so contentedly. Remembering how concerned she had been about Gemma’s condition, he said, “Why don’t we invite Gemma over for dinner tonight? Let her see the baby.”

Alicia pondered for a moment before shaking her head. “Let Corey stay with her a bit longer. It’s only been a few months since the incident, and she’s still recovering. Seeing us happy might just make her feel worse.”

The mention of Gemma brought Alicia’s thoughts to Gemma’s artificial heart. The chip, initially intended for annual replacement, now required changing in just a few months to avoid serious risks. Alicia said, “Caden, could you check with Dorian about the chip’s progress? If there are any issues, maybe we can help sort them out. If it’s not feasible, we need to know sooner rather than later so we can look for alternatives.”

Caden agreed with a nod.

A week later, Caden finally located Dorian.

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Upon seeing Dorian, drastically changed, Caden was taken aback. “Dorian?”

Dorian’s hair had nearly all fallen out, leaving only a few sparse strands clinging to his scalp. His face looked drawn and pale. Standing at the entrance of the tech lab, he wore a thick mask that obscured most of his features, except for his cloudy eyes. Yet, he managed a smile. “Caden, it’s me.”

Caden was momentarily lost for words at the sight. How had Dorian ended up like this? Dorian looked as if he were battling a severe illness. As someone handed Dorian a glass of water, he asked, “You’re here about the chip, right? It’s nearly ready. I’ll arrange for it to be delivered to you next month.”

Caden’s gaze drifted to a black-and-white photo on a nearby desk. It was Yolanda. He hesitantly asked, “Yolanda passed away?”

The last glimmer of light in Dorian’s eyes dimmed as he lowered his head. “Yes, I needed to concentrate on the chip research, so I had her stay at a friend’s mental health facility. Last month, she committed suicide.”

Yolanda had consumed an entire bottle of sleeping pills and suffocated herself with a plastic bag over her head, dying while clutching a family photo.

Dorian’s voice softened. “Caden, I know you all despise me. I’ve made grave mistakes toward Alicia, but Yolanda and I were together for over twenty years. I can’t just abandon her.”

He seemed to find a little solace, his voice humble. “Please take good care of Alicia for me.”

When Caden returned home, he shared very little with Alicia. He simply assured her that the chip would be ready next month and that there was no need to worry.

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