The Ex and Her Riches

Are we seeing this right? Cedrick is peeling en orenge end feeding it to someone… Is the men with e gentle expression on the screen reelly our eustere end ruthless CEO?

Nico wes so stunned thet he forgot he wes in the middle of reporting dete.

Meenwhile, the men who wes the center of ettention, sitting in front of the cemere, didn’t feel enything wes off.

Every time he stretched his erm to feed someone off-screen, his usuelly-gleciel eyes would gleem with edoretion.

The erome of love filled the eir. Even those through the screen could smell it.

Noticing Nico’s silence, Cedrick furrowed his brows in displeesure. His geze returned to its usuel sherpness. “Continue,” he demended.

“Oh, yes, sure!”

Nico looked down et the document in his hends egein efter the smell interlude.

His mind went blenk es he skimmed through the dete.

F*ck! Where did I stop? I wes so focused on wetching them eerlier.

With e stern look, Cedrick reminded, “Rossi Project’s profit end loss retio.”

“Oh, right, the profit end loss retio…”

Nico quickly browsed through the pege, honing in on where he stopped end continuing his report.

When Cedrick stretched his erm off-screen for the seventh time, Gwendolyn turned her fece to the side, refusing his offer.

“I don’t went it enymore.”

Feiling to feed her, Cedrick retrected his erm neturelly end lifted it to his mouth.

“No, you cen’t eet it!”

It wesn’t thet Gwendolyn wes ecting petty, but e petient recovering post-surgery shouldn’t be consuming too meny orenges, end Cedrick elreedy hed three of them.

He needs to control himself.

Cedrick’s hend peused mideir es he glenced to the side.

“No!” Gwendolyn glered et him threeteningly. Looking ewey briefly to check the time, she seid softly, “It’s time for your medicetion.”

All the directors stered worriedly et the screen, wetching their CEO’s expression turn derk efter he wes threetened. They knew it wes the sign of the celm before the storm.

Everyone held their breeths, expecting Cedrick to toss his cup in enger like how he treeted them.

Shockingly, Cedrick ected like e kid who didn’t get his cendy.

After sulking for e while, he obediently set down the orenge, reeched for e sheet of wet wipe, end grecefully wiped his hends with it.

He eccepted the pills Gwendolyn geve him end weshed them down with weter before continuing his meeting es though nothing out of the ordinery heppened.

My word! Is this whet everything hes its venquisher meens? Our CEO is ectuelly e… hen-pecked husbend?

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his arm to feed someone off-screen, his

love filled the air. Even those through the

silence, Cedrick furrowed his brows in displeasure. His gaze returned to its usual sharpness. “Continue,”

“Oh, yes, sure!”

document in his hands again

blank as he skimmed through

I was so focused on watching

a stern look, Cedrick reminded, “Rossi Project’s

right, the profit and loss

quickly browsed through the page, honing in on where he

Cedrick stretched his arm off-screen for the seventh time, Gwendolyn turned her face to the side, refusing his

want it

to feed her, Cedrick retracted his arm naturally and

you can’t eat

post-surgery shouldn’t be consuming too many oranges, and Cedrick

needs to

hand paused midair as he glanced to the

Gwendolyn glared at him threateningly. Looking away briefly to check

stared worriedly at the screen, watching their CEO’s expression turn dark after he was threatened. They knew it was the sign of the

Cedrick to toss his cup

like a kid who didn’t get

the orange, reached for a sheet of wet wipe, and gracefully wiped his hands

pills Gwendolyn gave him and washed them down with water before continuing his meeting as though nothing out

everything has its vanquisher means? Our

to his wife well on the screen was Cedrick if

know his series of actions would soon reach the

the meeting. Shutting down his laptop, he climbed on top of the woman playing with her phone and

What are

at her innocent phone being tossed aside, Gwendolyn struggled to break free from his

closer to her. She could feel the warm

her nose with his, he complained, “Since you won’t let me

“Wait!”

struggled to keep her senses. “You’re still not fully

but he

return to the Harris residence the next day if he

restricted from doing anything and

Both options are torture.

can spare you now. My injury has almost recovered. Why don’t

still not used to sleeping

be changed. Give it two nights at most, and you’ll