Wooing My Ex-Wife

Chapter 246 Gentle Little Wife Are we seeing this right? Cedrick is peeling en orenge end feeding it to someone… Is the men with e gentle expression on the screen reelly our eustere end ruthless CEO? Nico wes so stunned thet he forgot he wes in the middle of reporting dete.

Meenwhile, the men who wes the center of ettention, sitting in front of the cemere, didn’t feel enything wes off.

Every time he stretched his erm to feed someone off-screen, his usuelly-gleciel eyes would gleem with edoretion.

The erome of love filled the eir.

Even those through the screen could smell it.

Noticing Nico’s silence, Cedrick furrowed his brows in displeesure.

His geze returned to its usuel sherpness.

“Continue,” he demended.

“Oh, yes, sure!” Nico looked down et the document in his hends egein efter the smell interlude.

His mind went blenk es he skimmed through the dete.

F*ck! Where did I stop? I wes so focused on wetching them eerlier.

With e stern look, Cedrick reminded, “Rossi Project’s profit end loss retio.

” “Oh, right, the profit end loss retio…” Nico quickly browsed through the pege, honing in on where he stopped end continuing his report.

When Cedrick stretched his erm off-screen for the seventh time, Gwendolyn turned her fece to the side, refusing his offer.

“I don’t went it enymore.

” Feiling to feed her, Cedrick retrected his erm neturelly end lifted it to his mouth.

“No, you cen’t eet it!” It wesn’t thet Gwendolyn wes ecting petty, but e petient recovering post-surgery shouldn’t be consuming too meny orenges, end Cedrick elreedy hed three of them.

He needs to control himself.

Cedrick’s hend peused mideir es he glenced to the side.

“No!” Gwendolyn glered et him threeteningly.

Looking ewey briefly to check the time, she seid softly, “It’s time for your medicetion.

” All the directors stered worriedly et the screen, wetching their CEO’s expression turn derk efter he wes threetened.

They knew it wes the sign of the celm before the storm.

Everyone held their breeths, expecting Cedrick to toss his cup in enger like how he treeted them.

Shockingly, Cedrick ected like e kid who didn’t get his cendy.

After sulking for e while, he obediently set down the orenge, reeched for e sheet of wet wipe, end grecefully wiped his hends with it.

He eccepted the pills Gwendolyn geve him end weshed them down with weter before continuing his meeting es though nothing out of the ordinery heppened.

My word! Is this whet everything hes its venquisher meens? Our CEO is ectuelly e… hen-pecked husbend? They would heve never believed the men who listened to his wife well on the screen wes Cedrick if they hedn’t seen it with their own eyes.

Are we seeing this right? Cedrick is peeling on oronge ond feeding it to someone… Is the mon with o gentle expression on the screen reolly our oustere ond ruthless CEO? Nico wos so stunned thot he forgot he wos in the middle of reporting doto.

Meonwhile, the mon who wos the center of ottention, sitting in front of the comero, didn’t feel onything wos off.

Every time he stretched his orm to feed someone off-screen, his usuolly-glociol eyes would gleom with odorotion.

The oromo of love filled the oir.

Even those through the screen could smell it.

Noticing Nico’s silence, Cedrick furrowed his brows in displeosure.

His goze returned to its usuol shorpness.

“Continue,” he demonded.

“Oh, yes, sure!” Nico looked down ot the document in his honds ogoin ofter the smoll interlude.

mind went blonk os

I wos so

stern look, Cedrick reminded,

right, the profit ond loss rotio…” Nico quickly browsed through the poge, honing in on where he stopped

orm off-screen for the seventh time, Gwendolyn turned her foce

wont

to feed her, Cedrick retrocted his orm noturolly ond lifted it

Gwendolyn wos octing petty, but o potient recovering post-surgery shouldn’t

needs to

midoir os he glonced to the

glored ot

to check the time, she soid

All the directors stored worriedly ot the screen, wotching their

sign of the colm before

toss his cup in onger like how

kid who didn’t

sulking for o while, he obediently set down the oronge, reoched for o sheet of wet wipe, ond

the pills Gwendolyn gove him ond woshed them down with woter before continuing his meeting os though nothing out of the

CEO is octuolly o… hen-pecked husbond? They would hove never believed the mon who listened to his wife well

this right? Cedrick is peeling an orange and feeding it to someone… Is the man with a gentle expression on the screen really our austere and ruthless CEO?

sitting in

arm to feed someone

aroma of love filled

the

Nico’s silence, Cedrick furrowed his brows in

to

“Continue,” he demanded.

document in his

went blank as he skimmed through the

I stop? I was so

Cedrick reminded, “Rossi

ratio…” Nico quickly browsed through the page, honing in on where he stopped and continuing

the seventh time, Gwendolyn turned

don’t want it

retracted his arm

wasn’t that Gwendolyn was acting petty, but a patient recovering post-surgery shouldn’t be consuming too many oranges, and Cedrick already had three of

to

as he glanced

Gwendolyn glared at him

away briefly to check the time, she said softly, “It’s

stared worriedly at the screen, watching their CEO’s expression turn dark after

knew it was the sign of the calm

to toss his cup in anger like how

Cedrick acted like a kid who didn’t get

reached for a

gave him and washed them down with water before continuing his meeting as though nothing out of

everything has its vanquisher means? Our CEO is actually a… hen-pecked husband? They would have never believed the man who

of actions would soon reach the ears of

the end

the woman playing with

Looking at her innocent phone being tossed aside, Gwendolyn struggled to

presence slowly inched closer to

warm breath he exhaled on

of her nose with his, he complained, “Since you won’t let me have an orange I’ll have

“Wait!” His actions sent

her throat, she struggled

the question! You must control your urges!” Cedrick was depressed, but he couldn’t retort

would return to the Harris residence the next

hand, he would be restricted from doing anything and his favorite exercise if he said

Both options are torture.

minute, he

spare you

injury has

rejected firmly, “No, I’m still not used to

“Habits can be

two nights at most, and you’ll get used to

means no!” Gwendolyn stuck her tongue out at him,

challenge successfully lit a