The Unwanted Wife's Unexpected Comeback - Chapter 806

Chapter 806:

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Alicia didn’t answer, but her silence spoke volumes. Monica had known Alicia for a long time; she could sense her pain without a single word. She knew how deeply Alicia had been affected by the loss of their child. Though their love was strong, the weight of grief and the constant struggles had worn them down.

Monica gave Alicia’s hand a reassuring squeeze.

“Whatever you decide, just know I’m here for you. If you need anything, anything at all, don’t hesitate. I’ll always be on your side.”

Caden slept soundly, his body finally surrendering to a full day and night of rest. The past week had been relentless, filled with sleepless nights and endless worries. A high fever finally forced him to slow down and rest properly. When he woke up, his muscles ached, but he felt a renewed sense of energy. He hadn’t felt this refreshed in days.

Later that day, he joined Alicia for a meal at Monica’s house. As they were getting ready to leave, Monica was out in the yard with the dog, who trotted around happily, showing no interest in following them.

Settling into the car, Caden glanced at the dog and then at Alicia.

“Aren’t you bringing him home?”

Alicia gave a small smile, looking away.

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“I’ve been swamped lately. Monica can keep him for a while.”

Caden nodded, understanding. They lived close enough, and she could pick him up anytime.

As the car pulled away, the dog perked up at the sound, barking after them as he watched the car disappear down the road. Monica crouched beside him, gently scratching his ears.

“You’ll get used to it here. I promise you’ll love it.”

Although Alicia had said she wouldn’t have a wedding, Caden still spent time researching options, just in case. He knew that she was still healing from the loss of their child, so he didn’t want to pressure her. Instead, he quietly prepared a few wedding plans as backup, choosing ones he thought she might like if she changed her mind.

With only a day left before their marriage registration, Caden was busy wrapping up his work in advance, meaning he couldn’t be by Alicia’s side all the time.

On the evening before their registration, Alicia took a brief detour to a renowned witchcraft shop in Warrington. The shop was run by an alluring woman who, upon seeing Alicia, immediately sensed a well-off client and greeted her warmly.

“What wish would you like to make today?” The witchcraft shop, adorned with witch symbols and tarot cards, was mostly a business offering a hint of hope or comfort to its patrons.

But Alicia took a seat without hesitation. She looked at the owner, her voice steady.

“I want to make three wishes. What’s the price?”

The owner’s smile widened.

“The more you pay, the stronger the magic. We have three options: four hundred thousand, one hundred and fifty thousand, or seventy thousand.”

Alicia chose the middle option, spending four hundred and fifty thousand on her three wishes. She wrote each one carefully on separate cards. As she wrote the final card, the owner noticed her distant expression and commented, “Matters of the heart troubling you?”

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