Chapter: 77

Caden himself didn't like being in a hospital. A moment of silence passed before he spoke, but his expression remained inscrutable.

“Just drop by a pharmacy and get her some antihistamines, then take her home."

Hank agreed and started the car.

The car glided down the road slowly, but the sharp turns here and there couldn't be avoided.

With each swerve, Alicia's head seemed to spin twice as fast.

When they finally pulled over in front of her apartment, she had to peel her eyes open and pull herself out of the car. No sooner had her feet touched the ground than her knees buckled, and she almost crumpled to the ground.

"Mr. Ward." Hank spoke up, unable to bear seeing her in such a state.

"Shouldn't we help her upstairs, at the very least?”

Caden watched Alicia through narrowed eyes. She staggered forward, swaying from side to side with every step she took.

“She can still walk, can't she?" Caden said dryly.

“I know Miss Bennett has a stubborn streak, Mr. Ward, but she is actually a very nice person."

“If you're so concerned about her, why don't you go and help her, then?"

Hank felt a twinge of unease when he heard that. His grip on the steering wheel tightened, but he made no move to get out of the car.

Alicia continued to struggle until she finally reached the lawn.

At that point, Hank found himself speaking up again. “Are we really just going to leave her here, Mr. Ward?"

Caden's face was still blank, but a muscle ticked in his jaw.

What a stubborn little minx. She was practically crawling as she drifted in and out of consciousness, yet she still refused to ask for help.

Taking a deep breath, Caden got out of the car. “Hand over the antihistamines."

Hank quickly complied. As he passed the medicine, he noticed the cut on Caden's hand. "Mr. Ward, did you get scratched by a stray cat again?"

Caden huffed with impatience. He strode away from the car without answering Hank's question.

Alicia was surprisingly docile when she was drunk, and she answered Caden's questions readily.

It didn't take him long to get her unit number.

He helped her up to her floor and opened the door of her apartment for her.

Caden continued to hold Alicia up with one arm while he fumbled for the light switch with his free hand.

A clicking sound rang out in the room, but the lights didn't turn on.

Caden froze for a second and looked down at his feet.

He felt nothing at first, but the dim light coming from the hallway made him realize that he had stepped on a mouse trap.

The pain slowly set in, growing more intense by the second. Caden gritted his teeth and kicked his foot free with a frustrated grunt.

He glanced at the still unconscious Alicia, a litany of curses already docked on the tip of his tongue. But he held himself back.

It would be better to scold her once she was awake and sober.