Chapter 918:
Alicia glanced at her watch. “I have a flight to catch soon.”
“I can’t stay long.”
“Where to?” Caden’s brows furrowed in concern.
“Corey had an accident at the club half a month ago. He’s still in the ICU. There’s a lot at the company waiting for me to handle,” she replied calmly.
She didn’t blame Caden, but she knew Corey’s condition was partly Caden’s doing. Caden didn’t deny his involvement, his voice cold.
“Surprised he’s not dead.”
Alicia didn’t react, knowing she had no right to judge.
She announced, “Get some rest. I’m leaving.”
Caden frowned. “Do you have to leave now?”
Alicia paused. “Do you need something?”
He hesitated and then said, “I want you to stay with me.”noveldrama
Her gaze didn’t waver. “No,” she said firmly.
Caden stared at her, his voice heavy with emotion. “Can’t you show a little sympathy?”
Alicia chuckled, her tone devoid of warmth. “If you don’t care for yourself, what good would my sympathy do? Will it heal your stomach? Or fix your reckless impulsiveness?”
Caden understood Alicia’s heightened concern, which explained her pointed remarks. He felt no anger. Moreover, he recognized his own mistake. “It won’t happen again,” he said earnestly.
Alicia’s frustration deepened. “You always say that. When will you truly change?”
“This time, I mean it!” Caden insisted.
“You said the same last time!”
Caden’s brow creased as he spoke with sincerity. “I can be gentle with you, but not with others, especially not with men who show interest in you.”
The message was clear: he would not back down if provoked again.
Alicia’s annoyance escalated, yet the vulnerable expression on Caden’s face stirred conflicting emotions within her. Overcome, she turned to leave.
Caden quickly sat up and drew her into his embrace.
Alicia gasped. “You’re still on an IV!”
With a dismissive gesture, Caden removed the needle. “It’s fine now. No more obstacles.”
Alicia was speechless. Her cheeks reddened with fury. She felt an urge to slap him, yet her hand gently pressed on his still-bleeding wound instead.
Caden breathed in her scent, feeling her warmth relax the tension that had built over weeks. He held her closer. “Drinking was a mistake. I won’t do it again.”
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