Chapter: 536

“I just died. They won't treat me; I'm not considered a priority."

“Does it hurt?"

"No."

Alicia rested her cheek against his palm, closing her eyes. “Then why am I in so much pain? Am I being punished for my sins?"

Caden let out a soft laugh.

“Do you think you're a sinner?"

“No, but I've been foolish enough to make plenty of mistakes."

Alicia's voice faded into a sob.

Caden lifted his thumb to wipe away her tears.

Alicia looked up at him, her expression vulnerable and pitiful.

"What about you?" she asked hoarsely. "Do you like me?"

"Yes," Caden responded with a mischievous smile. “Of course, I enjoy fucking you."

Alicia was at a loss for words.

Alicia labored under the misconception that they had already perished.

Despite this belief, she found herself unable to ask Caden, “Is that all? Don't you like anything else about me?"

His earlier words had been so harsh that she couldn't bear to hear them again.

Exhausted, her eyelids grew heavier, and sleep began to pull her under.

She knew that drifting off now might mean starting a new Life, one where she'd forget Caden and everyone she'd met in this one.

Though reluctant, there seemed no way to resist. As sleep began to overtake her, she murmured, “Caden...”

“Yes?" Caden instantly responded and leaned in closer, anticipating a confession.

Instead, her next statement caught him off guard: "I need to use the bathroom."

Caden blinked in surprise.

Alicia continued softly, “Does hell even have bathrooms? Maybe I should pee right here."

For a moment, he was at a loss for words.

Realizing her urgency, he quickly reached out to help her, but it was too late.

As he lifted the blanket, he saw that her clothes were already soaked.

A vein throbbed on his forehead as his expression shifted from confusion to resignation.

Without saying anything, he took out his phone and snapped a photo of the scene.

Suddenly, the door burst open.

The inn's plump, middle-aged proprietor, who had been their unexpected savior, entered.