Wooing My Ex-Wife

Chapter 223 Nowhere To Hide Suspicious thoughts raced through Gwendolyn’s mind.

Valentino was still speaking when she snapped out of her thoughts.

“Cedrick’s really fallen for you.

By the way, you’ve been back for a few days already, right? Have you two met yet? What’s your first impression of him?” “I haven’t met him yet, Old Mr. Jenson,” answered Gwendolyn.

She then seized the opportunity to continue, “I’ve been sending people to meet him these days, but he’s been avoiding me.

So, no.

I haven’t met him yet.

” The look on Valentino’s face grew serious.

“Did that really happen?” He then asked Logan to enter and ordered, “Get Cedrick here this instant.

What’s he avoiding her for?” “Yes.

” In the meantime, Gwendolyn kept her smile while chatting and having coffee with Valentino.

Ten minutes later, Logan returned.

“Old Mr. Jenson, Mr. Jenson isn’t coming tonight.

He’s on a mission.

” “What kind of mission’s so urgent that he has to bail his fiancée’s party? Ugh.

This rascal!” Valentino stomped his cane on the ground and tried to stop himself from being too harsh with his words.

He assured her, “Don’t worry, Gwendolyn.

I’m going to bring him here, even if it means kidnaping him.

” Instead of rejecting the suggestion, Gwendolyn smiled obediently.

“We’ll follow your lead.

” Valentino cast her an affectionate gaze, but it darkened when he shifted his gaze to Logan.

“Tell that rascal to kneel in the ancestral hall for three whole days until his legs break if he doesn’t show up on time today.

” With that, Logan left.

Ten minutes later, he returned again to report gloomily, “Mr. Jenson says he’ll… carry out his punishment in the ancestral hall once he returns from his mission.

” Hearing that, Valentino lost it! He’d rather get punished than attend his fiancée’s party, huh? He’s dead set on going against my words.

Since Gwendolyn was still present, he had no choice but to steel himself and increase the severity of the punishment.

“The punishment doesn’t scare him, huh? Very well.

Tell him he’ll get whipped a hundred times if he still doesn’t show up.

” Logan’s face fell.

“One hundred whips? Are you being serious, Old Mr. Jenson?” Valentino simply stomped his cane on the ground and turned his head, snorting coldly.

not pass the message

you know how

to the ancestral hall to receive his punishment if he’s decided

going to beat him if he goes to the ancestral hall? He’ll be

was a change in Valentino’s

his head and

the meantime, Gwendolyn’s eyes darted between

whipping punishment isn’t

really kill someone as muscular as Cedrick? He’s from the

already said that in front

but he

in the room

keeping quiet and

a smile, she said gently, “Old Mr. Jenson, this whipping

just a party,

mission is more

Please don’t punish him.

okay if Mr. Jenson

Valentino patted

got such a

sorry you have

okay, Old Mr.

generosity only made Valentino feel

“Don’t worry, Gwendolyn.

show up today, I’ll find a way to let

going to make him apologize to

the party officially

had become the center of attention as soon as

gown, her delicate makeup, and her every move

night was organized

stage under everyone’s gazes and made a wonderful speech

she finished speaking, Marcus went upstage to announce her engagement with Cedrick while the

up, Marcus decided to simplify his speech and skipped the important parts

Gwendolyn had finished toasting to the guests and found a table in the corner to enjoy some

felt bad to see her drinking

and sat

to get engaged with Cedrick,

said nothing and

Sherman

absent on such an important day and make you put up with everyone’s criticisms

” Gwendolyn snorted.

apart from you,

“That’s because Mr. Harris

I regret not letting my parents talk to him about asking

against the Jenson family if

“That’s not necessary,

that,” rejected

like Cedrick?” Gwendolyn put down her glass and said

I only see you as

We’ll never get married.

you can

Sherman paled, totally at

ended at

the Harris residence, rushed to a car

checked his surroundings before getting into the

make himself comfortable, the man, who had been waiting in the car for a long time, asked, “How did