Wooing My Ex-Wife

Evelyn’s expression froze at Treyton’s words.

A while later, she lowered her head unwillingly and mumbled, “Okay.”

“Good girl! That’s the generosity befitting of the Harris family’s heiress,” Treyton praised and stroked her hair.

The moment was short-lived. He turned away quickly and declared, “Change back into your clothes. You probably have to come by another day when your face is better.”

In the meantime, Gwendolyn left the commercial district.

She opened her purse once she was inside her car and took out a small note.

It had been stuffed into her hand by Treyton earlier.

The note simply read: Give me some time.

Gwendolyn frowned in incomprehension as her gaze traveled over Treyton’s familiar scrawl.

Why does he need more time? Did he find out about something and is looking into it?

Her phone suddenly rang with an incoming call from Cedrick, interjecting her thoughts.

When the line connected, Cedrick grumbled, “Why didn’t you wake me up before you left?”

Gwendolyn replied cajolingly, “I’m already done with my errands, so I’ll be back ASAP. I couldn’t bear to wake you up since you were sleeping so soundly.”

Cedrick’s harrumph was muffled by the blankets. He asked, “What did you go out to do? Are you hurt?”

Her chest swelled with satisfaction as she boasted, “Well, I slapped a pretentious b*tch several times, so I’m feeling great!”

“You hit someone?” Cedrick’s tone turned anxious as he added, “Does your hand hurt? I’ll massage it for you when you’re home.”

Gwendolyn chuckled, moved and amused by his concern. “I’m not that fragile. In fact, I’m still on cloud nine!”

They chatted for almost fifteen minutes before ending the call, and Gwendolyn steered the car toward Harrick Villa.

Cedrick had washed up when she arrived, though he was still dressed in his billowing silk sleeping robe.

He was standing right behind the front door and gently pulled her into a hug when she walked in, inhaling her comforting scent.

crook between

was so upset when I woke up this morning and realized your side of the bed was already

hair and quietly comforted

Harrick Villa was ajar, granting him a full view of Cedrick’s uncharacteristically coquettish

rare and sweet that Nico could not help but

dwell on their

to announce his arrival, bringing the lovers’ reunion to an

immediately jumped apart upon recognizing Nico’s

his report. “The investigation

Cedrick’s expressions darkened

Gwendolyn to a nearby couch. Then, they

who was over eighty years old, and the woman

and Marcus’ paternity test the exact day after his mother’s departure. The

abroad, and his

had been transferred abroad as well. It seemed

gaze appeared exceptionally frosty after reading through the report. “Both paternity tests were personally done by Alban, but Nico couldn’t have watched him twenty-four-seven. Tampering with a few data points is child’s play for

was sent overseas, someone must’ve threatened him.

done at a hospital outside of town

thought, Gwendolyn nodded

the secret interrogation room. It’ll make things easier when

“Sure.”

He took out his

and comforted her, “We should finally see a conclusion

“Mm-hmm.”

swelled in Gwendolyn’s chest as she recalled Treyton’s note and

mentioned she had two patrons. They must be extremely influential figures in Chanaea, and there’s a high possibility that at least one of them is a member of

The conclusion dispirited Gwendolyn.

Nico rushed into the room, looking

suddenly foamed at the mouth at midnight two days

short-lived. His expression darkened, and he asked, “How

for years after entering prison. No one knows why he suddenly relapsed, and because it happened at midnight, the prison guards did not

living room

to break the silence. “We can still do a paternity test even if he’s dead. Is his body

“He died two days ago, and because of his history of

heart sank in