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.

head into the crook between Gwendolyn’s neck and shoulder, acting cute

same time, he whined, “I was so upset when I woke up

hair

from the garden. The front door of Harrick Villa was ajar, granting him a

rare and sweet that Nico could

on their loving display. Nico had visited

his reluctance, he coughed loudly to announce his arrival, bringing the lovers’

jumped

“The investigation results are out. Something is indeed off

and Cedrick’s expressions

to a nearby couch. Then, they pored

was over eighty years old,

mother’s departure. The next day, he also performed Gwendolyn and

day, he boarded a private jet abroad, and his whereabouts have remained

the ownership of his assets had been transferred abroad

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

sent overseas, someone must’ve threatened him. We can’t trust this set of

it done at a hospital outside of town

thought, Gwendolyn

sent to the secret interrogation room. It’ll make things easier when we decide on a new date for the paternity

“Sure.”

turned and left for the garden. He took out his phone

finally see a conclusion after this paternity test. You won’t have to spend sleepless nights

“Mm-hmm.”

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

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

The conclusion dispirited Gwendolyn.

Nico rushed into the

at the mouth at midnight two days ago and experienced

and he asked, “How

had 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 notice it sooner. He died

room plunged into

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

ago, and because of his history of seizures, the

sank