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 and

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

hair

door of Harrick Villa was ajar, granting him a

so rare and sweet that Nico could not help but

on their loving display. Nico had visited

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

jumped apart

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

and Cedrick’s expressions darkened almost

before helping Gwendolyn to a nearby couch. Then, they pored

years old, and the woman had been secretly brought overseas

his mother’s departure. The next day, he also performed Gwendolyn and Pierre’s paternity test at

jet abroad, and his whereabouts have

abroad as well. It seemed he planned to

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

overseas, someone

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

some thought, Gwendolyn

“To be safe, have Pierre sent to the secret interrogation room. It’ll make

“Sure.”

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

room, Cedrick hugged Gwendolyn and comforted her, “We should finally see a conclusion after this paternity test. You won’t have to spend sleepless nights worrying about this

“Mm-hmm.”

she recalled Treyton’s note

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 Harris family. I can exclude

The conclusion dispirited Gwendolyn.

thoughts, Nico rushed into the

at the prison! Mr. Dalberg said Pierre suddenly foamed at the mouth at midnight two days ago and experienced a

expression darkened, and he asked,

had been in seizure remission for years after entering prison. No one knows why he suddenly relapsed, and because it

room plunged

still do a paternity test even if he’s dead.

eventually shook his head ruefully. “He died two days ago, and because of his history of seizures, the prison wrote it off as a natural death. They cremated his body, so probably only his ashes are

heart sank in