Chapter 419:
With that, Alicia reluctantly complied.
But instead of a project contract, what she found was a medical report.
Intrigued, she examined it more closely.
The diagnosis read: Fully Recovered.
Alicia was taken aback.
She confirmed it with a mixture of emotions, turning to ask, “You’re cured?”
Caden settled into the bed, leaning casually against the headboard.
A subtle smile tugged at the corners of his lips.
“Do you still believe I’m using you?”
Alicia looked into his eyes, searching for the truth in them.
She understood his implication—he was no longer pretending, and it wasn’t about his illness anymore, but rather, a genuine affection that had developed.
Her pulse quickened.
“Who’s to say you didn’t write this yourself?”
Caden paused for a moment, his expression unreadable.
Just then, a sharp crack rang out near the window, followed by the rumble of thunder.
Startled, Alicia shuddered and instinctively moved closer to Caden.
Caden chuckled softly.
“It seems even the heavens are objecting.”
Wrapped in his arms, Alicia slowly relaxed and eventually chuckled.
“It’s probably warning you not to lie.” As he held her soft body, Caden quickly grew restless.
Alicia felt something was wrong and protested, “No more.
We’ve already gone too far today.
I’m exhausted.”
Alicia had been feeling more at ease lately, allowing herself the luxury of staying in bed a little longer.
When she finally woke up, the room was quiet and empty.
For a fleeting moment, she wondered if last night with Caden had been just a dream.
But as her eyes adjusted to the familiar sight of the mirror on the ceiling and the furniture she knew so well, reality sank in.
They had gotten back together—again.
This time, though, it felt different.
Maybe it was because they had broken up and reconciled so many times before, or maybe her mindset had shifted.
Whatever the reason, Alicia felt unusually calm.
It had happened, and there was no denying it.
At least last night had been… fun.
A blush crept up her neck as she remembered the events of the night.
Caden had been impossible to resist, his charm overwhelming, the intimacy unforgettable.
At first, he had been the one to initiate, drawing her in.
But once things heated up, she found herself completely carried away, doing things she never thought she would.
Her face heated further at the thought, and with a huff, Alicia threw the covers off and sat up.
“Stop thinking about it,” she muttered to herself, running a hand through her hair.
She inhaled deeply, only to catch the distinct scent of something burnt.
Her brows furrowed in confusion.
“What on earth…?” Alicia whispered, pushing herself out of bed.
She hurried out of the bedroom, her heart beating a little faster as she followed the smell.
It was strongest in the kitchen, but oddly enough, the cookware was missing.
Frowning, she scanned the room but found nothing alarming.
Still puzzled, she made her way to the dining room when a sudden knock on the door startled her.
She opened it to find the breakfast delivery.
Caden had ordered breakfast for her.
As she unpacked everything, Alicia called out for her little dog.
“Little Cade, come here, boy!”
Oh, but wait—he was no longer the little pup she remembered; he had grown into a sturdy, full-sized dog.
She called out a few more times, but there was no response.
Puzzled, she tried different names—”Cade! Lucky!”—but still, there was no reaction.
Growing concerned, Alicia walked into the small room, only to find the dog lying motionless in its bed, its eyes rolled back, and foam gathering at its mouth.
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