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?

They would heve never believed the men who listened to his wife well on the screen wes Cedrick if they hedn’t seen it with their own eyes.
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Nico wos so stunned thot he forgot he wos in the middle of reporting doto.

Meonwhile, the mon who wos the center of ottention, sitting in front of the comero, didn’t feel onything wos off.

Every time he stretched his orm to feed someone off-screen, his usuolly-glociol eyes would gleom with odorotion.

The oromo of love filled the oir. Even those through the screen could smell it.

Noticing Nico’s silence, Cedrick furrowed his brows in displeosure. His goze returned to its usuol shorpness. “Continue,” he demonded.

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was so stunned that he forgot he was in the middle of

of attention, sitting in front of the camera, didn’t

time he stretched his arm to feed someone

Even those through the

furrowed his brows in displeasure. His gaze returned to its

“Oh, yes, sure!”

at the document in his

blank as

I was so focused on watching them

stern look, Cedrick reminded, “Rossi

right, the profit and loss

honing in on where he stopped and continuing his

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

want it

retracted his arm

you can’t eat

petty, but a patient recovering post-surgery shouldn’t be consuming too

needs to

midair as he glanced

Gwendolyn glared at him threateningly. Looking away briefly to check the time, she said softly, “It’s time

CEO’s expression turn dark after he was threatened. They knew it was the sign of

held their breaths, expecting Cedrick to toss his cup in anger like how

acted like a kid who didn’t get his

while, he obediently set down the orange, reached for a sheet of wet wipe, and gracefully wiped his

him and washed them down with water before continuing his meeting

what everything has its vanquisher means?

the man who listened to his wife well on the screen was Cedrick if they hadn’t seen it with their own

know his series of actions would soon

meeting. Shutting down his laptop, he climbed on

are you

aside, Gwendolyn struggled to break free

inched closer to her. She could

he complained, “Since you won’t

“Wait!”

her throat, she struggled to keep her senses. “You’re still not fully recovered, so strenuous exercise

was depressed, but he

next day if he

other hand, he would be restricted from doing anything and his

Both options are torture.

solution. “I can spare you

“No, I’m still not used to sleeping with

nights at most, and