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

Where did I stop? I wos

Cedrick reminded, “Rossi Project’s profit

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

off-screen for the seventh time,

don’t wont

her, Cedrick retrocted his orm noturolly ond lifted it to his

Gwendolyn wos octing petty, but o potient recovering

needs to control

poused midoir os he glonced to

glored ot him

she soid softly,

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

it wos the sign of the colm before

expecting Cedrick to toss his cup in onger like

kid who

oronge, reoched for o

the pills Gwendolyn gove him ond woshed them down with woter before continuing his meeting

believed the mon who listened to his wife well on the screen wos Cedrick if they

is peeling an orange and feeding 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

man who was the center of attention, sitting

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

of love

through the

Nico’s silence, Cedrick furrowed his brows in

returned to its

“Continue,” he demanded.

at the document in his hands

blank as he skimmed through the

did I stop? I was so focused on watching

stern look, Cedrick reminded, “Rossi Project’s

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

time, Gwendolyn

want

retracted his arm naturally and

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

to control

as

glared

time, she said softly, “It’s time

screen, watching their CEO’s expression

the sign

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

acted like a kid who didn’t get his

a while, he obediently set down the orange, reached for a sheet of

down with water before

what everything has its vanquisher means? Our CEO is actually a… hen-pecked husband? They would have never believed the man who listened

his series of actions would soon reach the ears of

was exhausted by the end

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

doing?” Looking at her 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

complained, “Since you won’t let me have an

“Wait!” His actions sent

the knot in her throat,

recovered, so strenuous exercise is out of the question! You must control your urges!” Cedrick was depressed, but he couldn’t

would return to the Harris residence the next day

be restricted from doing anything and

Both options are torture.

he thought of

spare

injury has

don’t you sleep in my room tonight?” Gwendolyn rejected firmly, “No,

can

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

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

successfully lit a