The unwanted wife’s unexpected comeback
Chapter 62

Chapter 62:

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Shelia hadn't initially noticed Alicia sneaking into the guest room. It wasn't until Caden came down to get medicine for her bruises that Shelia became suspicious. She came out of the master bedroom and saw Caden walking past with the medicine. She was puzzled: Caden wasn't hurt, so why would he need medicine? Then it hit her. She remembered Alicia limping when she returned.

It looked like Alice had hurt her knee.

Alicia and Caden were known for their mutual dislike. Why were they suddenly so close?

Intimidated by Caden, Shelia didn't dare knock on the door or try to spy. Instead, she waited, hoping to catch them in the act.

Soon Alice appeared.

“Did the cat get your tongue?” Shelia snapped. “I asked you what you and Caden were up to.”

Alicia relaxed visibly, her back no longer tense. “Nothing serious. “I just wanted to take a shower and accidentally walked into the wrong room.”

Shelia's lips curled into a sneer. “So, of all the guest rooms, you stumble upon his? You're amazing, Alicia. First one brother, and now the other? Your ambitions know no bounds.”

Alice's expression turned icy. "I wish I had that much talent."

Shelia scoffed. “Oh, I think you have enough talent. Do you want to play the seductress? Fine. But don't bring Joshua into this. If you break up with him for good, I'll act like today never happened. Otherwise, when Joshua comes back, I’ll make sure he sees who you really are.”

Leaning against the wall, Alice lifted her bruised knee and sighed. “And what exactly have I done?”

“You know perfectly well,” Shelia hissed.

"Without proof there is no confession," Alice replied calmly.

Shelia's expression faltered and her voice grew sharper. “How can you be so shameless, Alicia? You couldn’t hold Joshua back when you were married, and now that he’s broken up with you, you’re still chasing him?”

At that moment, Caden approached from behind.

"What are you arguing about?" I have asked.

Shelia's face changed immediately.

Alicia turned her gaze towards Caden, who was carrying a bag in his hand.

"You left your clothes," he said, handing her the bag.

Alice froze, shocked by the moment. Could this get any worse?

Shelia watched the exchange with a wary eye, misinterpreting the interaction. Realizing she had no choice but to play along, Alicia accepted the bag with a forced smile. “Thanks, Caden,” she murmured, carefully moving forward and leaning against the wall.

Shelia quickly intervened. “Caden, Alicia and Joshua are divorced. “She is no longer part of this family.”

Caden started walking too, keeping a comfortable distance from Alicia.

“Hmm.” Casually, he asked, “By the way, how much is Joshua’s fiancée?”

Shelia replied briefly: “Almost three months now.”

Caden raised an eyebrow. “Three months? Funny, I remember Alicia and Joshua were still married back then. Impressive that Joshua managed to have an affair with the heiress of the Green family.”

Shelia was speechless, finally realizing that Caden was deliberately provoking her. Her expression changed and a wave of discomfort washed over her. She knew Joshua had crossed a line, giving Caden the perfect opportunity to twist the knife.

With a slight smile, Caden added, “Miss Green is lucky to marry into the family. When it comes to being a mistress, you, as the future mother-in-law, are the expert. Joshua’s little family should run smoothly under your guidance.”

Shelia's face drained of color, her anger barely contained, but she didn't dare retaliate. She bit back her fury, watching as Caden walked down the stairs, completely unfazed.

Exhausted from the encounter, Alice retired to her room for a nap. When she woke up, her nose was stuffy and her head was heavy. Assuming she was catching a cold, she went downstairs to get some water.

When she stepped outside and looked over the railing, she saw Jerald sitting in the living room, Shelia beside him and Caden sitting across from them. The tension in the room was palpable. Alicia was curious and crept closer to the wall, listening.

Scraps of their conversation reached his ears.

“You've been gone so long and now you only bother to answer every third question. What kind of disrespect is this?” Jerald's voice was fragile but resolute. Caden, sitting cross-legged, exuded an air of superiority far beyond his years, likely a result of his Ward family lineage. His presence easily overshadowed Jerald's.

Shrugging, Caden replied, “It’s been so long, what is there left for us to talk about?”

Jerald snapped, “If that’s the case, why are you even here?”

Caden smiled with satisfaction. “Joshua said you were at death's door. “I thought I’d come say goodbye.”

Jerald's face flushed with anger. “What kind of nonsense is that?”

“I’m just repeating what your youngest son told me,” Caden replied indifferently.

Shelia immediately grabbed Jerald's arm, her voice shaking. “Caden, stop. Please say less.”

Caden shrugged, showing no sign of remorse. “If I don't say enough, I get blamed. If I say too much, I get blamed. It’s exhausting.”

Alicia stifled to laugh. Caden's arrogance was both infuriating and oddly amusing.

Jerald's chest swelled with fury. “You scoundrel! Don’t expect to see a cent of my inheritance.”

Caden just snorted in response, unimpressed.

Panicking, Shelia rushed to grab the medicine, frantically shaking several pills.

Caden watched her with a bored expression. “Be careful with those. They're not easy to get. Once you use them up, they’re gone.”

Jerald, focused on survival, grabbed the pills and immediately swallowed them, glaring at his son. “Did I spend your money?”

Caden smirked, clearly entertained by the situation.

Shelia, aware of how rare and difficult it was to get that medicine, gave Caden a cold look. “He's still your father, Caden. Is it too much to ask you to help him with some medicine? Do you have to be so petty about it?”

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