The Unwanted Wife's Unexpected Comeback - Chapter 807

Chapter 807:

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Alicia didn’t respond. She finished writing, placed the last card face down in a small box, and quickly paid with her bank card. The owner’s eyes widened at the amount. Alicia gave a polite nod of thanks and left.

The owner suddenly remembered something important she had forgotten to say, but by then, Alicia was already too far away to hear.

When Alicia returned to her apartment, a message from Corey awaited her: “Tomorrow morning’s flight is at eight. Don’t let me down.” She placed her phone aside, sinking into the solitude of her living room. She sat there, motionless, as familiar scents filled the room, pulling her back into memories that swept over her like a storm.

Their relationship had always been an exchange—beginning and ending wrapped in transactions. In this apartment, they had shared so much, giving in to each other’s desires freely, stripped of time, place, and pretense. They had laid bare not just their bodies but their souls.

Caden’s voice seemed to echo around her as if he were still there.

“You really like me, huh?”

“Don’t worry. I’m here for you, no matter what happens to Yolanda today.”

ｍ𝚘𝚛ｅ ｕ𝚙ｄ𝚊ｔｅｓ 𝚒ｎ ɢ𝚊ｌ𝚗𝚘ｖ𝚎ｌ𝚜.𝚌𝚘𝚖

“Why did you come looking for me? Did you miss me that much?”

“I want a son. First a big brother, then a little sister, okay?”

“Lucky, you’re only allowed to marry me.”

Alicia could no longer shed tears. Her eyes were dry, but even closing them brought no relief. Just then, she heard the faint sound of a key turning in the lock. A moment later, Caden stepped into the room.

That night, Alicia and Caden drifted off to sleep in each other’s arms, a rare moment of peace. It had been a while since they shared this quiet intimacy, and neither wanted to disrupt the perfect calm. So, they remained silent, savoring the stillness between them.

At dawn, Caden rose quietly, dressed, and kissed Alicia’s cheek before heading out, determined to have everything ready by nine o’clock. Alicia, however, hadn’t slept all night. Her eyes, red and weary, opened as he left. She dressed and headed out, her resolve steeling in the chilly morning air.

The snow had stopped, leaving a delicate layer over the city, and a soft red painted the sky, promising a beautiful day. As the first light of dawn brushed against Alicia’s face, she arrived at the airport and found Corey waiting. He flicked his cigarette to the ground, a wry smile tugging at his lips.

“Once you leave, there’s no guarantee you’ll come back. Are you sure you’re prepared for that?”

Alicia’s voice was cold.

“Let’s go.”

Corey, ever the tease, pressed on.

“Did Caden shed a tear?” She paused, then shot him a sharp look.

“Corey, don’t you have anything better to do?”

“For you? I’ve got all the time in the world,” he replied with a smile.

“And your sister?” Alicia asked with a knowing smile.

“Does she have all that time, too?”

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