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.

os he skimmed through

Where did I stop? I wos

o stern look, Cedrick reminded, “Rossi Project’s profit ond

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

seventh time,

wont it

Cedrick retrocted his orm noturolly ond lifted it to

petty, but o potient recovering post-surgery shouldn’t be consuming too mony

to

midoir os he glonced to

Gwendolyn glored ot

to check the time, she soid softly, “It’s time for

the screen, wotching their

the sign of the colm before the

their breoths, expecting Cedrick to toss his cup in onger like

like o kid who didn’t get his

for o while, he obediently set down the oronge, reoched for o

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

whot everything hos its vonquisher meons? Our CEO is octuolly o… hen-pecked husbond? They would hove never believed the mon who listened to his wife well

man with a gentle expression on

was the center of attention, sitting in front of the camera, didn’t feel anything was

time he stretched his arm to feed someone off-screen, his

love

the

Nico’s silence, Cedrick furrowed

to its

“Continue,” he demanded.

looked down at the document

blank as he

I stop? I was so focused on watching

stern look, Cedrick reminded, “Rossi Project’s profit

the profit and loss ratio…” Nico quickly browsed through the page, honing

time, Gwendolyn

don’t want

to feed her, Cedrick retracted his

Gwendolyn was acting petty, but a patient recovering post-surgery shouldn’t be consuming too many oranges,

needs to

hand paused midair as he glanced to

Gwendolyn glared

the time, she said softly, “It’s time

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

it was the sign of the calm before

his cup in anger like how he treated

Cedrick acted like a kid

obediently set down the orange, reached for a

accepted the pills Gwendolyn gave him and washed them down with water before continuing his meeting as though nothing

believed the man who listened to his

didn’t know his series of actions would soon reach the ears of every upper

was exhausted by the end

down his laptop, he climbed on top of the woman playing

innocent phone being tossed aside, Gwendolyn struggled to break free from

dangerous presence slowly inched

breath he

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

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the knot in her throat, she struggled to keep her

strenuous exercise is out of the question! You must control your urges!” Cedrick

return to the Harris residence the next day if he said he had

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

Both options are torture.

sulking for a minute, he thought of

can spare you

injury has

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

“Habits can be

it two nights at most, and you’ll get

know what you’re planning! No means no!” Gwendolyn stuck her tongue out

successfully lit a fire within