Chapter 855:
Caden looked down, his fingers gently tracing a bite mark. There was a mole right there.
“This, too, is beautiful.”
She had three moles in total: one on her chest, one here, and a third on her waist. Lovers often hold dear each other’s unique marks. Caden adored her face, her silky skin, and those three small moles, each of which had felt his kisses countless times. Alicia could almost read his thoughts, which made her feel even more vulnerable.
Caden gently moved her hands aside, helping her into her underwear and pajamas with the care one might give to soothing a child.
“You won’t feel any pain tomorrow.”
Alicia managed a smile, though it lacked warmth. “If you really want to make me feel better, slapping yourself might actually work.”
The one causing the problems acted as though he were the hero. The situation was quite absurd.
After Alicia settled into bed, Caden joined her, wrapping his arms around her from behind. “Do you have a favorite part of me?”
Alicia closed her eyes and answered instantly, “Your stupid brain.” Caden let out a laugh.
He then turned, swung his legs out of bed, and stood up. Alicia heard him moving and rolled her eyes.
Caden wasn’t just bluffing; he was actually leaving. As he donned his jacket, he said, “Don’t get too excited. I’m just going to whip up some food. I’ll come back and join you after I eat.”
His stomach rumbled loudly, signaling his need to eat soon or face taking medicine.
Just as he started preparing his meal, the phone rang. He hadn’t been to the office all day, so Hank had handled some urgent matters and sent him an email update.
After reviewing the details, Caden gave Hank some instructions over the phone.
Hearing the sounds of cooking, Hank asked curiously, “It’s quite late, Mr. Ward. Are you making yourself dinner?”
“Yes.”
“Let me know what you want to eat, and I’ll pick it up for you. Why bother cooking?”
Caden cradled the phone between his shoulder and ear as he transferred the food into a bowl. “Don’t worry about my meal. Just handle the tasks I outlined. I won’t be at the office tomorrow either.”noveldrama
Just as he finished his sentence, the phone, unprotected by a case, slipped and plunged into the bowl with a splash.
Caden went quiet.
From the bowl, Hank’s voice emerged, saying, “Understood, Mr. Ward.”
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