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.

the crook between Gwendolyn’s neck and

up

his hair and

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

sweet that Nico

time to dwell on their loving display. Nico had

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

Gwendolyn immediately jumped apart upon recognizing

investigation results are out. Something is indeed off about

and Cedrick’s expressions darkened almost

to a nearby

years old, and the woman had been secretly

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

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

ownership of his assets had been transferred abroad as well.

Nico couldn’t have watched him twenty-four-seven.

agreement, commenting, “Seeing as his mother was sent overseas,

another paternity test? I can get it done at a hospital outside of town to make sure no one can tamper with the results,” suggested

thought,

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

“Sure.”

out his phone

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

“Mm-hmm.”

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

that at least one of them is a member of the Harris family. I can exclude

The conclusion dispirited Gwendolyn.

her downcast thoughts, Nico rushed into the room,

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

His expression darkened, and he asked, “How could this happen? Did

explaining, “No. The doctor examined Pierre 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

room

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

ago, and because of his history of seizures, the prison wrote it off as a

sank in