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.

into the crook between Gwendolyn’s

the same time, he whined, “I was so upset when I woke up this morning and realized your

stroked his hair and

front door of Harrick Villa was ajar, granting him

rare and sweet

to dwell on their loving display.

to announce his arrival, bringing the lovers’ reunion to

and Gwendolyn immediately jumped apart upon recognizing Nico’s

submitted his report. “The investigation results are out. Something is indeed off about

Cedrick’s expressions darkened almost

Nico’s report before helping Gwendolyn to a nearby

eighty years old, and the woman had been secretly

Marcus’ paternity test the exact day after his mother’s departure. The next day, he also

he boarded a private jet abroad, and his whereabouts have

been transferred abroad as well. It

personally done by Alban, but Nico couldn’t have watched him twenty-four-seven. Tampering with

mother was sent overseas,

test? I can get it done at a hospital outside of town to make

some thought, Gwendolyn

the secret interrogation room. It’ll make

“Sure.”

the garden. He took out his phone and called Mr. Dalberg, the

conclusion after this paternity

“Mm-hmm.”

as she recalled

of them is a member of the Harris family. I can exclude Treyton as a suspect based on his behavior today.

The conclusion dispirited Gwendolyn.

rushed into the room,

midnight two days ago and experienced a seizure. They sent him to the infirmary,

expression darkened, and he

a history of seizures. He had been in seizure remission for years after entering prison. No one knows why he suddenly relapsed, and because it happened at midnight, the prison guards did not

room plunged into

was the first to break the silence. “We can still do a paternity test even

and because of his history of seizures, the prison wrote it off as a natural death. They cremated his

sank in