Filed to story: When His Wife Can’t Forgive
Alicia moved the food around in her mouth and blew on it lightly. “Yes.”
“Then tell me this-if I placed my hand on the plate, would it burn?”
Alicia found his question strange and tilted her head in confusion. She instinctively glanced at his hands, but they were empty.
Then, realization hit her. “Oh, I’m just used to serving myself.”
Her comment unexpectedly softened Caden’s demeanor. He stood up and grabbed the cutlery for himself. Noticing Caden savoring the meal, Alicia saw an opportunity to ask, “When will you give me the rest?”
Caden continued to eat leisurely and responded, “The job isn’t finished yet. There’s no need to hurry.”
Alicia countered, “But you promised you wouldn’t sleep with me!”
Caden lifted his gaze slightly. “I wasn’t saying that. I was referring to the pear soup.”
Alicia found herself momentarily at a loss for words. Frustrated, she exclaimed, “Can you please stop giving me mixed signals?”
Caden replied calmly, “Which of my words misled you? Did I say anything alluding to sex?”
Alicia shot back, “You knew exactly what you were suggesting.”
“I can’t speak for that, but your mind certainly seems to wander,” Caden replied after taking a leisurely sip of his soup. “But I understand. With my skills, it’s only natural that women can’t resist me after we’ve been intimate.”
His comment left Alicia speechless. Did that imply he had been with many women? She tightened her grip on the fork and asked, “Have you been with a lot of them?”
Caden smirked and asked, “What do you think?”
Alicia studied his handsome face, trying to gauge his response. He was a good-looking man in the prime of his life. In all honesty, he looked like a playboy with a string of affairs and possibly even illegitimate children around the world. He might even have an STD.
The fact that she had lost her virginity to someone so vile made her feel uneasy.
As a result, when she brought the pear soup to him, her movements were somewhat clumsy. “Eat this, and then settle your debt with me,” she said, making her impatience visible.
Noticing her irritated expression, Caden remained still. “I’m too exhausted,” he replied.
Alicia furrowed her brow. “What do you mean by that?”
“Feed me,” he said.
Alicia’s face clearly showed irritation. If Caden hadn’t taken advantage of her before, she might have agreed without hesitation. After all, what was the big deal about feeding someone soup? It should only take about ten minutes.
However, Caden was a sly fox. She knew it could take at least half an hour to finish. Suppressing her frustration, Alicia tried to keep her tone even. “You’ve tormented me long enough. Aren’t you satisfied yet? We’re both busy, so just eat quickly, give me what I want, and we can part ways on good terms, alright?”
Caden responded bluntly, “If the situation were reversed, would you let me off so easily?”
Alicia was caught off guard. She couldn’t help but picture herself in his position. If there ever came a day when she held the upper hand over Caden, forcing him to swallow his pride and plead for her mercy…
He typically exuded arrogance, constantly looking down on everyone around him. Yet, if she were to threaten him, he would have no choice but to obey her every command. Just the thought of such a scenario made her want to laugh out loud.
But when she returned to reality and caught sight of Caden’s imposing face, her irritation only intensified. At this moment, he was the one relishing the situation. She was the one who felt like the punchline in this entire scenario.
Alicia tightened her fingers. The last remnants of her hesitation kept her from acting.
Caden casually remarked, “You’ve put in so much effort to get what you want. Are you really going to throw in the towel now, just at the finish line?”
As he spoke, his voice took on a low, soothing tone. It was almost comforting, if not for the underlying tension between them. To Alicia, it felt like he was only intensifying the flames.
“Do you have any idea how much I’ve done? I’ve been running around for over an hour just to please you. Can’t you at least show a bit of appreciation for my effort?” she asked.
Caden flashed a smile. “Sorry, but sympathy isn’t really my thing.”
Alicia found herself at a loss for words.
He delivered his statement with such conviction. That was just like Caden.
Suddenly, Caden glanced toward the kitchen. “If you don’t hurry, the soup will get cold, and that will ruin the flavor. You’ll have to make it again.”
Alicia clenched her jaw in frustration. Noticing her stubbornness, Caden casually pulled out his phone and sent her another email. “I’ve already given you two-thirds.”
Alicia pursed her lips, reluctantly making her way to the kitchen. Fortunately, there wasn’t much soup left-just one bowl. It wouldn’t take him long to finish it.
As Alicia gazed at the fragrant pear soup, regret washed over her. Truthfully, preparing this cough-relieving soup hadn’t been part of her original plan. She simply felt sympathy for him, knowing he had a cold and no one to look after him. Her intention had been to show him a bit of kindness, even if just for a moment.
Now it felt like she was inviting trouble. The more she tried to care for Caden, the worse his attitude became.
With determination, Alicia brought the soup over, scooped up a spoonful, and awkwardly held it out to his mouth. “Open up,” she instructed.
Caden remarked, “You look like a wicked maid tormenting an elderly, disabled person.”
Alicia countered, “If you were really disabled, I’d just become a male caregiver.”
“Why would you do that? Are you planning to beat me up?”
“No, I’d just whip it out and pee in your mouth.”
This time, he was left speechless. Where did she pick up such insults? She really lacks manners, he thought.
With time running short, Alicia pushed the spoon closer to his mouth. “Just eat it.”
Caden sighed. “Is this how you feed someone? What happened to your so-called politeness? I thought you took lessons for that.”
“I learned that for Joshua. What does it have to do with you?” Alicia snapped.
Caden’s expression darkened. “Oh, of course. He’s your beloved man,” he stated in a grim voice.
This time, she held her tongue.
“So, is Joshua the reason you want information on Randolph? That information won’t benefit him at all,” Caden added.
Alicia looked into his eyes, feeling her heart race. She sensed a hint of irritation in Caden, but she couldn’t quite pinpoint the source.
Acting as though she knew nothing, she responded deliberately, “I’m just concerned that Randolph might use it to threaten Joshua. I want to help him navigate these issues.”
After speaking, a wave of guilt washed over her as she studied Caden’s expression. She understood that their relationship was already strained, and helping Joshua would likely cause Caden to resent her further.
As she had anticipated, his mood darkened even more. Her hand began to tremble, and she felt an urge to retract it.
But then, Caden commanded, “Keep feeding me.”
Startled by his commanding tone, Alicia felt a shiver run down her spine. She stirred the soup, hesitating. Her nerves were getting the better of her.
Just as she was about to lift the spoon, Caden added, “Feed me with your mouth.”
Alicia was taken aback. “Huh?”
Alicia reached her breaking point. “Quit it, will you?”
Caden stretched out his leg, hooked it around the leg of her chair, and pulled it closer to him.
Alicia jumped in surprise, instinctively shielding the soup.
Not a drop spilled.
But when she looked up, Caden’s face loomed right in front of hers.
That moment felt more terrifying than the thought of spilling the soup.
Caden kept a neutral expression, waiting for her next move.
Alicia felt paralyzed.
She couldn’t understand it. When she was a distance away from Caden, she often felt so infuriated by him that she wished she could strangle him.
But the moment they drew near, Alicia found herself captivated by his charm. A wave of dizziness swept over her.
Her body began to react on its own, especially her face.
Her cheeks turned red and felt warm.
The heat radiating from her face betrayed her, revealing her nervousness to Caden.
It was mortifying.
Alicia attempted to escape, trying to push her chair back.
However, Caden extended his arm, pressing against the back of her chair, trapping her like a bird in a cage.
She was completely immobilized.
Caught in his grasp, she realized she was trapped.
Caden leaned in slightly. His warm breath brushed against her ear. “Are you thinking of escaping? Are you scared?”
The tone of his voice was chilling.
Yet, the warmth radiating from his body was unmistakable.
The stark contrast between his intimate posture and his stern demeanor was jarring.
Alicia found herself at a loss for where to direct her gaze.
“Why are you suddenly so angry?” Caden paused for a moment.