When His Wife Can’t Forgive

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…

Filed to story: When His Wife Can’t Forgive Alicia wiped the remaining drink from her lips and casually remarked, “Now you can drink it. It’s completely bland, just like your taste.” With that, Alicia exited with a graceful stride, leaving the room behind. Caden let out a frustrated laugh, clearly exasperated. Once she was gone,…

Filed to story: When His Wife Can’t Forgive The woman in pink nestled closer to him, her voice soft but dripping with false guilt. “Darling, it’s my fault. I never should have asked you to buy me anything. You shouldn’t have hit her.” The crowd’s buzz grew louder, shock and intrigue written all over their…

Filed to story: When His Wife Can’t Forgive Randolph gently patted her hand and smiled. “Come on, let’s pick out a few more pieces of jewelry. You’ve had a tough day.” As Alicia returned to the party to gather her belongings, she crossed paths with Randolph and Rachel. Randolph kept his polite expression. “Ms. Bennett,…

Filed to story: When His Wife Can’t Forgive She stared at him in disbelief. His words cut even deeper. “It’s a business matter. With outsiders here, it’s best to keep it private.” Once again, Alicia found herself at a loss for words. Remembering who Alicia used to be, Gerry cleared his throat. “Fair enough.” Alicia…

Filed to story: When His Wife Can’t Forgive It was her first time here, and the massive floor-to-ceiling window immediately caught her attention, reflecting the bright sky like a giant mirror. Nearby, a desk sat under a tall bookshelf, which stretched upwards, filled with books and scattered machine parts. The apartment’s design reflected Caden’s personality-sleek,…

Filed to story: When His Wife Can’t Forgive Just then, a familiar figure appeared beside her. Before she could reach for the tart, Caden’s hand swiftly intervened and grabbed it instead. She paused for a moment, turned to him, and asked, “Why are you eating sweets when you have a cold?” Her tone was more…

Filed to story: When His Wife Can’t Forgive Caden chuckled softly, unfazed by the hit he’d taken earlier. It seemed like nothing bothered him. He leaned in slightly, inhaling Alicia’s scent. His movement brought their skin into contact, his cold lips grazing her cheek lightly. The touch lingered, a reminder of the tension in the…

Filed to story: When His Wife Can’t Forgive Alicia could not find a response. She had intended to apply some ointment, but now all she wanted was to leave as soon as possible. Any more of this, and she was certain her face would ignite. The moment Alicia moved aside, Caden’s eyes fell on the…

Filed to story: When His Wife Can’t Forgive Joshua sounded irritated. “Mom, I’m in a meeting. Please don’t call me unless it’s urgent.” Alicia hailed a cab and made her way to the beauty salon, keeping her attire simple and modest. Once inside, she wandered over to the counter, her eyes scanning the various beauty…