The Unwanted Wife's Unexpected Comeback - Chapter 847

Chapter 847:

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They locked eyes with Caden, sensing something in his presence that made them uneasy. Caden had always been self-assured about his looks, never one to be easily jealous. But knowing these were Alicia’s choices, he couldn’t deny the feeling that it was a blow to his pride.

Yet, Alicia couldn’t see them. She was blindfolded, unaware of the men standing before her. He forced down the surge of irritation and jealousy that threatened to take over.

During the treatment, Caden’s eyes remained fixed on the data displayed on the screen. The monitor tracked Alicia’s heart rate, showing no signs of fluctuation. Beside him, the psychologist reviewed the data with a critical eye.

“No fluctuations at all,” he remarked, his tone serious.

“Ms. Bennett’s condition appears more severe than we thought.”

The two men who had been brought in to assist with the treatment were no amateurs. They were trained in the art of charm, skilled at drawing attention and winning over women. Yet, Alicia’s responses to them had been dull, almost indifferent.

Though calm and uninterested, Caden didn’t look away from the screen.

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“They’re too ordinary,” he muttered, his voice flat.

“They don’t stand a chance of catching her eye.”

The psychologist glanced at him, a silent acknowledgment in his gaze. Of course, who could compare to Caden?

When it was finally Caden’s turn, Alicia was already feeling the weight of exhaustion. The room around her smelled faintly of warmth, something inviting but also strangely intoxicating.

There was a hint of something that should have been arousing, but instead, it made her feel drowsy. Still wearing the blindfold, Alicia heard the door open.

“Didn’t I say to pause the treatment?” she asked, her voice thick with drowsiness.

Caden stood at the foot of the bed, silent, his lips pressed tight as he observed her. Alicia sighed.

“Never mind,” she muttered, shifting slightly in the chair.

“Since you’re here… let’s just start. I’ll probably fall asleep anyway.”

With his long legs, Caden effortlessly pulled a chair closer to her bed and sat down.

“Why are you sitting so close?” Alicia asked, though her voice remained steady, her vision still entirely obscured by the blindfold.

Caden’s voice broke through the silence, sharp and confident.

“Because I’m special.”

Alicia’s breath hitched at the sound of his voice. She froze, her heart skipping a beat, and instinctively reached up to remove the blindfold, only to find that her hands didn’t move. It was then she realized — her limbs had been restrained from the very beginning.

Caden’s voice broke through her panic.

“The bed is designed for comfort. You won’t feel any harm. But don’t bother trying to break free.”

His words were blunt, unapologetic, and infuriating all at once. Alicia stopped struggling, her chest heaving as the reality of her situation settled in.

“Caden, what do you want from me?” she asked, her voice quivering despite her best efforts to stay composed.

She couldn’t see him, but his presence was overwhelming. Even knowing he wouldn’t hurt her, a sense of panic bubbled up, unexplainable and relentless.

Caden reached over and switched off the lights, the room plunging into near darkness. In the faint glow, his sharp, chiseled features seemed even more striking.

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