The Unwanted Wife's Unexpected Comeback - Chapter 1115

Chapter 1115:

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Shaking off the encounter, Cliff proceeded to take his shower.

Alicia suggested they go horseback riding. “Are you riding?” she asked Caden casually. “If you want to ride, we can go together. If not, I’ll just take a smaller horse.”

Caden’s response was nonchalant. “I’m fine with anything.”

Alicia was growing tired of that phrase, “I’m fine with anything.”

Anything? What about something absurd?

Resolved, Alicia went to get a small horse.

But Caden was quicker, choosing the larger horse and lifting her onto it by her waist. “Hold on tight.” He directed her to grip the reins firmly, yet he kept his hands on hers.

Alicia tightened her grip as instructed, feeling the horse’s sides against her thighs.

Caden then leapt up behind her, pressing closely against her back.

Despite their earlier disagreement, both were too proud to acknowledge any underlying tension, acting instead like affectionate newlyweds. Alicia nestled into Caden’s embrace, and he wrapped his arm around her waist, his hand brushing subtly against hers, creating a charged but controlled atmosphere.

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“Find a comfortable position,” Caden guided her on how to sit properly on the horse.

Alicia adjusted herself slightly. Being in such close proximity, she inadvertently brushed against Caden’s crotch, but he didn’t shy away.

Within seconds, Caden’s reaction was evident.

Caden took a deep breath, striving to control his reaction.

Alicia commented casually, “Seems like the treatment is quite effective.”

Caden gently nudged the horse into a trot.

The sudden movement caused Alicia to jolt slightly, a blush spreading from her neck to her cheeks. She tightened her grip on Caden’s arm, playfully pinching him.

Caden, accustomed to this kind of interaction, knew she often pinched him when feeling content. He smiled, a hint of mischief in his tone. “We’ll only really know how effective it is through practical testing. To be on the safe side, maybe I should complete three more courses.”

Caden had once taught Alicia how to ride a horse.

Alicia was quick to master the reins, but managing Caden, positioned behind her—especially with his erection—proved more challenging.

Caden set the pace, guiding the horse freely around the field. As they rode, Alicia found herself cornered with nowhere to escape, forced to acquiesce. The wind whipped past her, her heart racing as a warmth spread through her body.

She attempted to shift forward.

Each time, Caden pulled her back against him, increasing her discomfort. “Stop moving,” he said, his tone sharp and commanding. It felt as though she were the one at fault.

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