Filed to story: When His Wife Can’t Forgive
Unable to process what he saw, Marlon collapsed to his knees, disbelief and despair consuming him.
In a desperate attempt, Marlon picked up Annis, trying to rescue her. Caden watched stoically from the car, his gaze fixed on the tragic display.
Annis had been by Marlon’s side since her youth, enduring many breakups and reconciliations. Meanwhile, Marlon, focused on his career, had involved himself with many women. Yet, it was Annis who influenced him the most.
As Marlon’s ventures in Terriland grew, bringing more trouble, he became concerned about endangering Annis. He took extreme measures to hide her, worried about the dangers his life could bring to hers. Her potential death would unleash Marlon’s profound wrath. This was a key element in Caden’s strategy.
Marlon, kneeling with his beloved, stammered, “Who took Annis that time?”
One of his associates, having gathered the latest information, murmured back, “It was Corey’s partner, Yolanda.”
Caden had callously handed Yolanda over to Marlon. Even amid his sorrow, Marlon struggled to grasp that Caden would present such a chance right then. He stared at the imposing, collected figure before him.
“You orchestrated this, didn’t you?”
Caden offered a slight smile.
“I’ve delivered your adversary, yet you doubt my motives?”
Marlon, a strategist himself, recognized Caden’s cunning. Using others to carry out his schemes and striking decisively, Caden was adept at manipulation.
Overcome with sorrow, Marlon couldn’t fight against Caden and finally accepted the truth. He took Yolanda with him directly.
Caden was aware that Marlon had to tread carefully because of his ties to the Moss family and Corey, meaning Yolanda was not in immediate mortal danger. Yet, Yolanda’s path ahead would undoubtedly be challenging. The repercussions of her situation would be severe.
With his scheme now executed to satisfaction, Caden stood against the biting wind, lighting a cigarette. Terriland lay close to Warrington, sharing the same time zone, and the climate was just as unforgiving. The intense snowfall felt sharper than usual.
As the smoke left Caden’s lips, he sensed a chill deep in his veins, as though his very blood was turning to ice. A sudden cold forced him to stop in his tracks. Darkness fell swiftly tonight, much earlier than usual, predicting a looming storm.
Caden’s eyes wandered over the landscape, blanketed in snow, his mind on Alicia. By now, the engagement party was probably ending. Hopefully, Alicia had settled her emotions. It was time for his return.
An associate approached from behind, saying, “The Moss family representatives have made their way to Terriland, Mr. Ward.”
With a nod, Caden acknowledged the update. Inside the hotel for the entire day, Alicia avoided any contact with the guests. The hotel buzzed with rumors that Caden had gone to Terriland to save Yolanda, prompting Ciara to step in and silence the chatter.
Alone next to a vast window, Alicia sat there, her gaze fixed on the neon dazzle outside. She pondered whether she was waiting for Caden or for her own resolve to fade.
When a vibrant purple firework painted the sky, a spark of desire lit up in her eyes. Caden had always gone to great lengths to arrange surprises, each one a testament to his thoughtful and lavish ways.
Regardless of how tough it was to get something, he always put in a tremendous effort to make it happen, all for her happiness. Alicia smiled softly as she remembered the moments when they first fell in love, and her eyes began to glisten with tears.
As the fireworks painted the sky, a sharp abdominal pain brought her abruptly back to her reality. Having not eaten all day, overwhelmed by her emotions, she struggled to identify the source of the pain. All she could sense was an overwhelming discomfort throughout her body.
Alicia gripped her abdomen tightly as she prepared herself to head to the hospital. Opening the door to leave, she was startled to find Corey standing among the security details. With a casual hand in his pocket, Corey greeted her with a smile.
“Ms. Bennett, congratulations on your engagement.” Sarcasm saturated his every word.
One of the security staff briefed her, saying, “He’s been here a while, and given his position, we couldn’t simply send him away.”
Alicia, preferring not to engage with Corey, responded curtly, “If there’s nothing else, Mr. Hampton, I’ll have a car arranged for your departure.”
Corey responded meaningfully, “No need for a driver for me. I can handle myself. However, with Caden absent, perhaps I could drive you home instead?”
The bodyguards quickly formed a protective circle around Alicia, eyeing Corey with suspicion. Alicia dismissed him and moved on. Corey matched her pace, seemingly oblivious to the guards, conversing as if they were longtime acquaintances.
“Caden’s missing on such a crucial day.
“You surely don’t plan to stick with him, do you?”
Alicia replied coldly, “That’s none of your concern.”
“But how can it not be?” Corey chuckled.
“I’m just biding my time until you turn to me. I appreciate true talent and treat women with respect. Choose me, and I promise to outdo Caden by far.”
As Alicia entered the elevator, Corey halted, not pursuing further, but waved goodbye and said, “Caden will likely return with Yolanda soon. I’d love to hear from you before that, Ms. Bennett.”
The elevator doors slid shut, and Alicia slumped against the wall, her strength fading. A guard, noticing her distress, offered support.
“Ms. Bennett, are you okay?”
Alicia’s complexion turned ghostly pale.
“Just get me to the hospital, please.”
The discomfort in her abdomen was intensifying, spreading a novel kind of fear throughout her.
The doctor had warned Alicia to avoid stress in her current condition, but her heart had been aching all day. The pain now intensified, though the baby had been remarkably resilient until now.
As Alicia reached the first floor, she ran into Monica and Gerry. Learning she wasn’t feeling well, Gerry decided to drive her to the hospital himself, with Monica sitting beside her in the backseat. Although Alicia’s pregnancy remained private, her pale face hinted at something serious.
Gerry asked, “What’s wrong? Did you eat something bad?”
Alicia shook her head.
“Drive carefully. It’s not urgent. Just get us there safely,” she said, noticing the snowy, slick roads.
Monica’s eyes were red with frustration.
“That jerk, Caden! I swear, he’ll get an earful from me when he’s back!”
Gerry added his own complaints.
“Unbelievable! He’s usually reliable but disappears right when you need him.” Still, Gerry tried to defend his friend.
“Alicia, Caden must’ve had a reason for leaving so suddenly – it’s probably another one of Yolanda’s schemes. Don’t let her get between you two.”
Alicia knew the reason all too well, and a bitter smile spread across her face. The weather was awful, and traffic crawled along. Alicia began to feel slightly better and leaned back in her seat, lost in thought.
Monica pulled out her phone.
“Where does it hurt? I’ll set up an appointment.”
Then, without warning, Monica took Alicia’s hand to check her pulse.
With a background in pharmacology, Monica had picked up a little knowledge of diagnostics. Alicia tried to pull her hand away, but Monica’s expression changed as she felt the pulse. Seeing her reaction, Alicia stopped resisting. Monica’s eyes grew wide.
“Oh my God, you’re pregnant!”
Gerry nearly lost his grip on the steering wheel, causing the car to skid. Monica shot him a glare.
“Careful!”
“Someone just cut me off!” Gerry explained, getting his focus back before looking over at Alicia.
“Wait, you’re pregnant?”
Alicia nodded, realizing that she couldn’t hide it any longer. Monica let out a muffled scream of joy.
“How far along?”
“Two months,” Alicia replied softly.
Monica pouted in mock offense.
“And you didn’t tell me? I’m your best friend!”
Alicia sighed.
“I wasn’t sure it would last. Only Caden knew.”
Monica, still fuming over Caden, went into another rant. Gerry suddenly connected the dots.
“No wonder Caden bought all that pink stuff recently – socks, clothes… I thought he was getting a dog, but it’s for your daughter! He kept that one quiet.”
Outside, horns blared as a line of cars darted through the gridlocked traffic.
“That looks like the Moss family’s car,” Gerry muttered.
“Where are they all rushing to?”
Monica rolled her eyes.
“Probably picking up Yolanda.”
Yolanda had finally been rescued. Now, her family was rushing to bring her home. Dorian was ready to tear Caden and Alicia apart if it meant keeping his daughter happy.
The traffic began moving, and Gerry picked up speed, his concern showing.
“I’ll take a shortcut. If anything happens to the baby, Caden will kill me when he gets back.”
As he spoke, he turned left, checking the road but staying focused on Alicia. The light ahead was still red, and Gerry, assuming it was safe, didn’t check his surroundings. Suddenly, a car barreled through the intersection like a bullet, slamming into them with brutal force.
It happened too quickly; Gerry barely had a second to react before the violent impact sent their car-and everyone inside-spinning out of control. The car rolled over.
Alicia’s vision went black. Pain tore through her as her body was thrown violently. She tried to focus through the searing agony. Everything hurt. Every part of her body was in agony as she landed on the ground, blood trickling down her face. She reached up to wipe it away, blinking as her vision returned blurry and dark.
Gerry was slumped over in the driver’s seat, unconscious. Monica was nowhere in sight.
Dizzy and shaking, Alicia forced herself to crawl out of the wreckage. Each movement sent another sharp pain through her abdomen. She looked down.
A trail of red stained the snowy ground beneath her. Alicia froze, horrified. Trembling, she lifted her dress to find her legs drenched in blood. Warm, fresh blood kept seeping.
Alicia is always over reacting smh… she annoys me so much.