Chapter: 684

“You might never have a normal sex life again."

Caden was left without words.

Well, he didn't see that as a major issue.

Really.

He then asked, "What's the good news?"

“ALL tests show that you are completely healed."

Caden frowned. "Healed?"

"Yes, your health data matches that of an average person. Your lack of interest in that woman might just indicate you have high standards."

The doctor adjusted his glasses and cautiously suggested, "Mr. Ward, perhaps... have you thought about other possibilities? Like... men or non-human?"

Caden looked at him, unable to respond.

Life continued to surprise him.

Caden hated feeling unjustly treated.

When weighed down by irritation, he sought to vent his frustration.

He purchased some items and made his way to the cemetery.

Alicia's parents were laid to rest separately; one in the north, the other in the south. Alicia's mother's gravestone was immaculately maintained and regularly cleaned by visitors.

A bouquet of white chrysanthemums was placed nearby, presumably by Alicia.

Had Alicia come back?

Alicia had left with Monica after Christmas.

It seemed she might have returned the day before.

Caden also had a bouquet of flowers with him. He thought about stacking his on Alicia's but chose instead to place them next to each other.

This arrangement made them appear as a couple.

His voice carried on the wind. “Happy Christmas."

After paying his respects, Caden gave the driver an unusual task-to deliver a wooden figure of a priest and a cup of holy water to Phil's grave.

The priest figurine was supposed to protect against evil spirits, aimed particularly at Phil for not loving Alicia.

The holy water was intended for Phil to ‘drink.'

If Phil ‘drank' it, it was meant to ensure his torment in the afterlife.

When the driver came back, his face wore a mix of emotions. "Mr. Ward, don't you think this is a bit harsh? After all, he's deceased. It feels a bit disrespectful to the dead."

Caden asked, "Did you wish him a Merry Christmas?"

The driver hesitated. "Um... I didn't dare."

"Well, that's a form of respect too."