The Ex and Her Riches

Cedrick carried her to the bedside, reached out his hand, and gently flicked Benedict’s little forehead.

“Are you satisfied?”

Zendaya pursed her lips, thought seriously for a moment, and said, “I guess.”

Gwendolyn suppressed a laugh. “All right. It’s getting late. Zendy, pack up your school bag. It’s time to go home.”

“All right, then.”

Letting go of Zendaya, Cedrick’s peripheral vision caught sight of Gwendolyn’s phone, idly placed on the bedside table.

The screen hadn’t dimmed yet. It was still on the interface from the call with Charles.

Just a few minutes prior, the two had a conversation that lasted for twenty-eight minutes.

What could they possibly be talking about for so long? Cedrick’s handsome brows furrowed, and his expression instantly became serious. Considering that getting home was the priority, he didn’t ask any questions.

When they returned home, however, Gwendolyn noticed that there was something off about Cedrick’s expression. Whenever she was in the kitchen cooking, he would always watch her, looking as if he had something to say but hesitating to speak.

After waiting for dinner to be finished, Gwendolyn settled the two kids back in their room to play. Only then did she corner Cedrick against the wall in the master bedroom.

“You’ve had a strange look on your face since you got back. Is there something you want to talk about?” she asked.

Seeing Gwendolyn take the initiative to ask, Cedrick pulled her into his arms by her waist, trapping her in his embrace. “What did Charles call you for this afternoon? You two talked for a full thirty-eight minutes.”

Gwendolyn almost couldn’t help but laugh. So, he had been bothered by this all along.

Meeting his somewhat aggrieved gaze, Gwendolyn suddenly had a mischievous urge to tease him, and deliberately played coy. “Of course, it was an urgent matter. What else could it be? Casual chit-chat?”

Upon hearing those words, Cedrick’s brows involuntarily furrowed, and he pulled her even closer into his embrace. “Gwenny, be honest. What were you two really talking about? If you don’t tell the truth, I might get jealous.”

Gwendolyn stretched out her arm to encircle his neck. In her playful tone, she asked, “What would you do if you got jealous?”

With a stern expression, he leaned his tall frame over her. His thin lips neared the root of her ear, gently nipping it as he spoke in a deep, husky voice. “I will devour you.”

He meant it, and he would bring her to their bed there and then.

He would make her beg for mercy through his actions.

charm, and explained earnestly. “It’s his girlfriend’s birthday today. That girl, Ms. Mellor, is very close to Zendy. He’s unsure about what

to ask

recalled the girl his wife had mentioned, and finally, he felt

realized something. “Darling, did you do that on purpose?”

giving him a cheeky look.

Cedrick swept her off her feet, carrying her horizontally as he walked toward

shared a sweet moment together

at the Newton residence, Charles stood by the window, carefully pondering

Gwendolyn repeatedly mentioned that Whitney was

recalling how happy Whitney looked when she received the flowers. That foolish

expression as

and asked, “Mrs. Newton, the meal is ready.

and shook her head. “Let’s wait a bit longer. I’ll go ask Charles.”

go upstairs, Charles happened to walk out

eyes were filled with intense aggression, causing Whitney to lower her

that was originally in the center of the living

took the initiative to say, “Uh…

ahead, with Whitney quietly following behind him.

brought up all the prepared dishes. In the middle of the dining table was a large strawberry cream cake, with Whitney’s name written on it. On top

smile couldn’t help but creep onto Whitney’s face. This must be Jasmine’s doing. She always had a knack

Charles smiled as well.

and the housekeepers tactfully exited the room,

dining room, suddenly, only the two of them

was filled with an indescribable tension, so quiet that she could hear her

to look at the things in front of her, Charles stood up

over?”

walked over to him. Together, they inserted the

Charles took her hands in his, saying, “Make a

was icy cold.

quite content. She clasped her hands together and began to make a

her eyes

its magic. She gave a mysterious smile. “It’s a

candle, Whitney suddenly felt a playful urge. She dabbed a bit of cream on Charles’s. nose. Fearing that Charles might

genuinely happy. “Thank you for celebrating my

Charles

that they could