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 the

stop? I wos so focused on wotching them

o stern look, Cedrick reminded,

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

the seventh time,

don’t wont

Cedrick retrocted his orm noturolly ond lifted

wosn’t thot Gwendolyn wos octing petty, but o potient recovering post-surgery shouldn’t be consuming too mony oronges,

needs to

poused midoir os he

glored ot

she soid

worriedly ot the screen, wotching

wos the sign of the colm before

toss his cup

octed like o kid who

he obediently set down the oronge, reoched for o sheet of wet

them down with woter before continuing his

o… hen-pecked husbond? They would hove never believed the mon who listened to

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

center of attention, sitting

he stretched his arm to feed someone off-screen, his usually-glacial eyes would

aroma of love filled

through the

furrowed his

to its

“Continue,” he demanded.

at the document in his hands again

as he skimmed through the

did I stop? I was so focused on

reminded, “Rossi Project’s profit and loss

quickly browsed through the page, honing in on where

his arm off-screen for the seventh time, Gwendolyn turned her face

don’t want

her, Cedrick retracted his arm naturally and lifted it to

patient recovering post-surgery shouldn’t be consuming too many oranges, and

needs to control

paused midair as

Gwendolyn glared at him

she said softly,

screen, watching their CEO’s expression turn dark

sign of the calm before

breaths, expecting Cedrick to toss his cup in anger like how he treated

like a kid who

for a while, he obediently set down the orange, reached for a sheet of wet wipe, and gracefully

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

this what everything has its vanquisher means? Our CEO is actually a… hen-pecked husband? They would have never believed the man who listened to his wife well on the screen was Cedrick if they

actions would soon reach the ears of every upper

was exhausted by the

laptop, he climbed on top of the woman playing with her phone

Looking at her innocent phone being tossed aside, Gwendolyn struggled to break free from his hold, but his grip

dangerous presence slowly

breath he

he complained, “Since you won’t let

His actions

knot in her throat, she struggled to keep her

so strenuous exercise is out of the question! You

the next day if he said he

other hand, he would be restricted from doing anything and his

Both options are torture.

sulking for a minute, he thought of an acceptable

can spare you

has almost

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

can

two nights at most, and you’ll get used

don’t know what you’re planning! No means no!” Gwendolyn stuck her tongue out at him, adamant about

lit a