Chapter: 75

Today's wine was particularly strong.

As she drank, it caught in her throat, causing her to cough immediately.

Her face flushed bright red, and tears began to well up in her eyes, though they wouldn't fall.

Caden's expression darkened.

He looked down at her with a hint of disdain in his gaze.

"If you're so eager to die, why not just down it all in one go?"

Caden remarked.

Alicia chose not to respond to his taunt.

After catching her breath, she realized she needed to take her time, so she began to drink slowly, taking generous sips.

Caden observed her as she treated the wine as if it were merely water.

After three glasses, the signs of Alicia's allergic reaction became evident. Small red patches appeared on her neck, revealing her body's distress.

Caden frowned and firmly pressed down on her hand as she reached for another glass.

Alicia sluggishly lifted her head, gazing at him through her intoxicated haze.

“What the hell are you doing?" he asked.

“Stop drinking!" he said.

Alicia weakly attempted to pull her hand free, but she couldn't match his strength.

“Let go of me, Caden!" she snapped, her voice laced with frustration.

Caden responded, "If you want to drink yourself to death, go do it somewhere else. Dying here would only make me a suspect."

Alicia narrowed her eyes, staring at his hand as if contemplating her next move.

Caden felt an unsettling tension in the air.

Before he could pull back, Alicia suddenly opened her mouth and bit down hard on his hand.

She was clearly releasing her pent-up frustration with that fierce action.

Even someone as patient as Caden couldn't help but flinch slightly.

“You truly behave Like a dog, biting anything that comes close."

Despite his comments, he kept his hand right where it was.

Alicia continued to bite until her jaw began to ache, finally releasing her grip.

She stared blankly at Caden's bleeding hand, and tears unexpectedly streamed down her cheeks.

In a clumsy yet gentle motion, she leaned forward and licked the blood from his hand.

Choking back her emotions, she murmured, "I'm so sorry."

Her soft tongue brushed against the wound, triggering an unbearable itch that made him wince.