The unwanted wife’s unexpected comeback

Chapter 1045:

The meal ended with Corey nearly drinking himself into alcohol poisoning before he finally stopped. Leaning back in his chair, his cheeks flushed from the alcohol, he wore a faint smile—a subtle yet genuine expression. It was the first time Alicia had seen Corey smile like that, subtle yet genuine.

Alicia felt the transformative power of reconciliation. Power and influence could make people act with impunity, exploiting the weaknesses of others. But who would have thought that emotions could be the sharpest weapon of all?

The artificial heart Caden provided for Gemma had not only saved Corey but, in some way, had saved them all. Alicia smiled softly, signaling the staff to arrange for Corey to be sent home.

As Corey began to stir from his drunken stupor, he noticed Caden and Alicia leaving. Unsteady on his feet, he called out, “Alicia.”

Alicia stopped. Caden, ever cautious, instinctively pulled her closer, his arm protectively wrapping around her waist.

Sensing Caden’s tension, Alicia gently held his hand, a quiet gesture of reassurance.

Corey approached Alicia, his expression sincere as he said, “Thank you.”

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Alicia was slightly taken aback but then chuckled. “It’s nothing. Just try to drink less. Gemma just got out of the hospital—she needs you.”

Corey’s eyes, still red from emotion, held a faint, fragmented smile that reminded her of an innocent youth. “Actually, I hadn’t drunk before today. I only did it because I invited you two for dinner.”

Alicia raised an eyebrow, her tone light but firm. “You’re thanking the wrong person. The heart was developed by Caden. He’s the one who deserves the most credit.”

Corey fell silent. For him, thanking Caden felt worse than swallowing poison.

Caden, arms crossed, raised an eyebrow as if waiting for the gratitude he knew wasn’t coming.

Corey’s expression twisted, like he’d been forced to eat something foul, and he remained silent.noveldrama

Caden smirked, his tone teasing. “What’s wrong? Feeling shy?”

Corey’s face darkened even further at the mockery. “Fine, I’ll owe you this favor for now. If you ever go bankrupt, I’ll do my utmost to help you rise again.”

Caden chuckled at Corey’s grudging response and wrapped an arm around Alicia, steering her toward the exit.

As they walked away, Caden bent down to whisper in her ear, his voice low and playful. “Feel like taking a stroll? I want to spoil you—spend as much money on you as I possibly can.”

Corey leaned against the wall, his gaze fixed on Caden and Alicia’s retreating figures until they disappeared from view.

Corey had wanted to thank Caden earlier, perhaps emboldened by the alcohol, but the words were too humiliating to say aloud. Now, alone in the dimly lit corridor, Corey stared at the closed door of the private room, as if it were Caden himself. After a few deep breaths, he reluctantly whispered, “Thank you.”

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