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

I stop? I wos so

Cedrick reminded, “Rossi Project’s profit ond

Nico quickly browsed through the poge, honing in on where he stopped

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

don’t wont

Cedrick retrocted his orm

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

needs to control

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glored ot

the time, she soid softly, “It’s time for your

wotching their CEO’s expression

sign

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

kid who didn’t get his

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

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

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

on the screen really our austere and ruthless CEO?

attention, sitting in front

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

of love filled the

through the screen

Cedrick furrowed his brows in

gaze returned to its usual

“Continue,” he demanded.

down at the document in his hands again after the

mind went blank as he

I was so focused

look, Cedrick reminded, “Rossi Project’s

profit and loss ratio…” Nico quickly browsed through

off-screen for the seventh time, Gwendolyn turned her face to the side, refusing

want it

his arm naturally

petty, but a patient recovering

needs to

midair as he glanced

Gwendolyn glared

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

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

knew it was the sign of the calm

held their breaths, expecting Cedrick to toss his cup in anger like how

like a kid

orange, reached for a sheet of wet wipe,

accepted the pills Gwendolyn gave him and washed them down with water before continuing his meeting as though

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 hadn’t

actions would soon reach the ears

exhausted by the end

his laptop, he climbed on top of the woman

you doing?” Looking at her innocent phone being tossed aside, Gwendolyn struggled to

slowly

could feel the warm breath he exhaled on her

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

His actions sent

her throat,

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

the next

restricted from doing anything and

Both options are torture.

he thought of

can spare you

injury has almost

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

“Habits can be

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

Gwendolyn stuck her tongue out at him, adamant about not falling for his

successfully lit