The unwanted wife’s unexpected comeback
Chapter 191

Chapter 191:

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The Moss family, while not extravagant, wielded considerable influence, a fact of which Caden was well aware. The Ward family was at the head, and the Moss family was not far behind. Furthermore, the older members of both families had shared a strong friendship for many years.

Since Caden had initially sought their help, the Moss family's proposal could not be easily rejected without causing offense. Rejecting it would be seen as a slight.

Breaking the silence, Ciara asked, “You are aware that Yolanda has had feelings for you since she was young, right?”

Caden replied indifferently, “No.”

“Well, now you are,” Ciara added.

“That’s not particularly good news,” Caden replied dryly.

Ciara agreed. She had never liked Yolanda, replaceing her moody and high maintenance. While Yolanda was certainly intelligent, she was also delicate and overly spoiled by her father, Dorian, who indulged her every whim. If Yolanda joined the Ward family, Ciara knew what the outcome would be: she would have to be treated like royalty.

Ciara sighed. “In any case, I would prefer a cheerful and optimistic granddaughter-in-law.”

Caden replied, “I see marriage as a business.”

This irritated Ciara slightly, but then she remembered the long illness that had plagued her for years. She held back her frustration. “Don't you have any feelings for the woman you're currently dating?”

Caden looked down, his expression unreadable. “If I had feelings for her, I would have introduced you to her already.”

He hadn't brought her, which meant, in Caden's eyes, that he had no feelings for her. Ciara's heart sank.

“Do what you think is best,” he said softly. “Yolanda likes you, and you need her support. Maybe you’ll develop feelings for her after you get married.”

Caden felt nothing. He looked at the plan with the same indifference he had towards his routine work.

“You're right. If you’re eager to have a great-grandchild, I could have her undergo IVF to have a child,” Caden suggested, trying to reassure Ciara.

Ciara shook her head. “Yolanda’s health isn’t very good. “We should talk about it later.”

Although she longed to have a great-grandchild, she did not want to jeopardize Yolanda's well-being.

After a while, Ciara asked, “Does this mean you’ve accepted the Moss family’s proposal?”

Caden didn't give a direct answer. "I'll pick up Yolanda in a few days."

Ciara felt a pang in her heart.

I sighed. “You always set the bar too high for yourself.”

Caden laughed lightly. “High levels? Or am I just exploiting the situation?”

Ciara noticed that his smile didn't reach his eyes. In his twenties, Caden was used to making bold, decisive decisions for his ambitions. But at that moment, Ciara saw a flash of hesitation.

Could it be that he had feelings for the woman he was seeing? Maybe he did, but he hadn't recognized them yet.

Ciara decided to act, considering she was already in Warrington and wanted to make the most of her visit. After dinner, Caden stayed briefly before leaving.

As the maid cleared away the plates, she sighed and remarked, "Mr. Ward hardly ate anything."

This distressed Ciara, who scolded herself. “I won't bring this up at the dinner table again.”

Caden then returned to his company and spent hours reviewing the details of a project.

Leaders in any field often seemed to have a natural talent, and Dorian's abilities were remarkable: he was a true talent, irreplaceable.

Caden closed his eyes briefly, thoughtful.

When he returned to the apartment, Alice had already fallen asleep from exhaustion. However, her sleep was not deep. As soon as he got into bed, she rolled over and curled up in her arms.

“Caden?” she murmured sleepily.

Caden whispered, "Yes."

In the dim light, I noticed the slight shadows under his eyes. Lately, he had been pushing himself hard, treating his body like a machine and working tirelessly.

“What do you need?” Caden asked softly. “Are you missing something?”

Alice's eyes remained closed.

"I need a lot," he murmured softly, but left it vague.

There was silence between them.

Caden, no longer in the mood to talk, settled down to sleep. Alicia's back was pressed against his chest, their skin touching. I have heard the soft growl of her stomach.

He barely opened his eyes. After a moment, he asked, “Did you skip dinner?”

Caden had never been hungry before, but his question made him aware of his hunger.

It was late, and he didn't want to disturb her, so he casually said, "Let's go to sleep."

Alice, however, remained alert. Her stomach grew again, this time louder.

She nudged him with her hip. “Then move a little. “Your stomach is making too much noise.”

Caden stood still. Instead, he playfully slid his hand under her pajamas.

“I can't help it,” he joked. “Maybe we could replace another way to distract you if it’s bothering you.”

Alice shudded at the thought of his energy. She tried to push him away, but he persisted.

Her cheeks blushed.

“I’ll make you something to eat,” he said, pulling his hand away. “Then we can sleep. Okay?”

Her voice softened without her meaning to.

Caden's throat worked visibly, his eyes darkening with desire.

"Now it's not just my stomach that's hungry," he said.

In a hoarse voice, Caden muttered, “I’m hungry here, too.”

His hand wandered south.

Alice's cheeks flushed with heat as she ran into the kitchen, feeling completely overwhelmed.

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