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.

between Gwendolyn’s neck and shoulder,

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

his hair and quietly comforted

Villa was ajar, granting

scene was so rare and sweet that Nico could

time to dwell on their loving display.

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

jumped apart upon recognizing Nico’s

“The investigation results are

expressions darkened almost

helping Gwendolyn to a

years old, and the woman had been

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

private jet abroad, and his

his assets had been transferred abroad as well. It seemed he planned to remain

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 someone

as his mother was sent overseas, someone must’ve threatened him. We can’t trust

get it done at a hospital outside of town

thought, Gwendolyn nodded

to the secret interrogation

“Sure.”

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

and comforted her, “We should finally see a conclusion after this

“Mm-hmm.”

emotions swelled in Gwendolyn’s chest as she recalled Treyton’s note and the unsavory incident at Mi

possibility that at least one of them is a member of the Harris family. I can exclude Treyton as a suspect based on

The conclusion dispirited Gwendolyn.

rushed

prison! Mr. Dalberg said Pierre suddenly foamed at the mouth at midnight two days ago and experienced a seizure. They sent him to the infirmary,

His expression darkened, and he asked, “How could this

and realized he 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

living room

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

died two days ago, and because of his history of seizures, the

sank