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Chapter 271
Chapter 271:
Caden's pointed gaze shifted to his busy hands.
His brow furrowed.
It was obvious he was packing.
He wasn't planning on leaving again?
Before he could ask, Alicia raised an eyebrow, her voice cold and dry.
“I have to book a hotel just to take Cade to the groomer?”
It took her a moment to realize that he wasn't getting ready to leave.
Only then did she realize that he was packing the carrier, not his luggage.
Everything she was carrying was for Cade.
With a dry chuckle, he took off his coat and entered the room.
"Can't you wash it at home?"
Her eyes flickered with a hint of sarcasm as she deadpanned, “Unless you’ve suddenly become an expert at bathing and trimming dogs, then sure, we can do it at home.”
Caden paused, conceding defeat with a small nod.
“Forget what I said.”
At that moment, Cade, the little rascal, trotted out of the other room and playfully tugged at his pant leg.
The small sounds of Cade's playful antics made the awkward silence between them even more noticeable.
Despite their earlier argument, Alicia still hadn't left, which surprised Caden.
She seemed so calm, as if nothing had happened in Averibon.
Alicia finished packing and picked up Cade.
“Will you be back for dinner?”
Caden looked at her, a swirl of emotions flickering behind his gaze.
“Yes.”
She nodded.
“What would you like to eat?”
The simple question made her stomach growl, a grim reminder of how bad everything had been lately.novelbin
The food at Averibon had been disgustingly sweet, and he hated it.
Plus, with everything that had happened, he didn't have much of an appetite.
He cleared his throat and made some suggestions.
Although, to tell the truth, I didn't have much hope.
Alicia's cooking was either a success or a failure, depending on her mood.
Last time, she had served him celery, his least favorite food.
Still, if she was in that mood again, he would accept it; at this moment, even that sounded like a meal fit for a king.
Alicia headed for the door with Cade in tow, but Caden suddenly grabbed his car keys.
“I’ll take you.”
"No need." Her answer was firm.
"I can drive myself."
His hand froze in midair.
He turned his head, looking at her side profile.
“Alice,” he began, his voice calmer, “when you told me you were on a business trip, it wasn’t Averibon.
Was it really a coincidence that we met that day?”
Her back stiffened, just enough for him to notice.
As she cradled Cade closer, the weight of what she'd done for him—things he'd probably never appreciate—suddenly felt unbearably heavy.