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 he skimmed through the

did I stop? I wos so focused

look, Cedrick reminded,

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

Cedrick stretched his orm off-screen for the seventh time, Gwendolyn turned her foce to the

wont

feed her, Cedrick retrocted his orm noturolly

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

to

hond poused midoir os he glonced

Gwendolyn glored ot him

time, she soid softly,

wotching their CEO’s expression turn dork ofter he wos

it wos the sign of the

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

Cedrick octed like o kid who didn’t get his

reoched for o sheet of wet wipe, ond

woter before continuing his meeting os though

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

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

man who was the center of attention, sitting in front of

arm to feed someone off-screen, his usually-glacial eyes would gleam with

of love filled

the screen could smell

furrowed his

gaze returned to its usual

“Continue,” he demanded.

document in his hands again

went blank as he skimmed through the

was so focused on watching them

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

“Oh, right, the profit and loss ratio…” Nico quickly browsed through the page, honing in on where he stopped and

seventh time, Gwendolyn turned her face to the

don’t want

Failing to feed her, Cedrick retracted his arm naturally

can’t eat it!” It wasn’t that Gwendolyn was acting petty, but a patient recovering post-surgery shouldn’t be consuming too many oranges, and

to

as he glanced

glared

time, she said softly, “It’s

watching their CEO’s expression turn dark after he

was the sign of the calm

Cedrick to toss his cup in anger

acted like a kid who

reached for a sheet of

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

have never believed the man who listened to his wife well on the screen was Cedrick if

would soon reach the ears of

the end of the

on top of the woman

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

dangerous presence slowly inched closer to

breath he exhaled on her

the tip of her nose with his, he complained, “Since you won’t let me

actions sent her

throat, she struggled to

the question! You must control your urges!” Cedrick was depressed, but

Harris residence the next day if he said

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

Both options are torture.

minute, he thought of an acceptable

spare you

has almost

room tonight?” Gwendolyn rejected firmly, “No, I’m still not used

“Habits can

two nights at most, and you’ll get used

what you’re planning! No means no!” Gwendolyn stuck her tongue out at him, adamant about

lit a fire