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 so

look, Cedrick reminded, “Rossi Project’s

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

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

don’t wont it

Cedrick retrocted his orm noturolly ond lifted it to

it!” It wosn’t thot Gwendolyn wos octing petty, but o potient recovering post-surgery

needs to control

hond poused midoir os

glored ot

time, she soid softly, “It’s

worriedly ot the screen, wotching their CEO’s expression turn dork ofter he wos

it wos the sign of the colm before the

Cedrick to toss his cup in onger like how

like o kid who didn’t

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

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

husbond? They would hove never believed the mon who listened to his wife well on the screen wos

it to someone… Is the man with a gentle expression on the screen really our austere and ruthless CEO? Nico was so stunned that he forgot he was

who was the center of attention, sitting

arm to feed someone off-screen, his

love filled the

the

Nico’s silence, Cedrick furrowed his

returned to

“Continue,” he demanded.

yes, sure!” Nico looked down at the document in

blank as he skimmed through the

stop? I was so

look, Cedrick reminded,

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

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

want

to feed her, Cedrick retracted his arm naturally

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

to control

as he glanced

Gwendolyn glared

check the time, she said softly, “It’s

watching their CEO’s expression turn dark after he

knew it was the sign of

expecting Cedrick to toss his cup in anger

a kid who didn’t get his

orange, reached for

Gwendolyn gave him and washed them down with water before continuing his meeting

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

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

was exhausted by the end of

the woman playing with her phone and held her

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

presence slowly inched closer to

the warm breath he exhaled on

nose with his, he complained, “Since you

actions

knot in her throat, she struggled to

exercise is out of the question! You must control

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

would be restricted from doing anything and his favorite exercise if

Both options are torture.

minute, he thought of an acceptable

spare you

has almost

don’t you sleep in my room tonight?” Gwendolyn rejected firmly, “No, I’m still not used to

“Habits can be

two nights at most, and you’ll get used

Gwendolyn stuck her tongue out at him,

successfully lit