He yearned to shatter the glass, rush back to Warrington, confront Blake, and demand of Alicia why she would act this way.

Why did she have to test his patience?

But he couldn't face Alicia right now, nor did he want his overwhelming emotions to push him to say something he might regret.

Feeling defeated, Caden bowed his head, struggling over each word.

"Alicia, give me two days, and I'll return."

Alicia let out a soft chuckle.

What was the purpose of his return?

Meeting again would only foster further bitterness.

At that moment, the doorbell rang.

Caden instantly ended the call.

He opened the door to see Yolanda there in a towel, looking distressed.

She clung to Caden's waist. "Caden, I don't want to be alone tonight. I'm frightened. As I close my eyes, all that is in my mind is the man who died in the restaurant today."

Caden gathered his composure and detached himself coldly.

Yolanda, undeterred, slipped into the room.

Caden neither pushed her away nor shut the door.

Yolanda's display of fear was fake, but her longing for Caden was genuine.

Her Light towel barely held on as she pressed herself against him.

Caden looked visibly annoyed.

Suddenly thinking of something, he hesitated momentarily, then released her.

Seizing the moment, Yolanda wrapped her arms around his neck, attempting a kiss.

Caden turned his head aside.

Her kiss missed its mark, but Yolanda, unfazed, managed to leave a deliberate mark on his neck.

Caden's patience reached its limit, and he pushed her away forcefully.

Yolanda stumbled back against the wall, gasping from the impact.