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.

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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

wos so

reminded, “Rossi Project’s profit ond

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

seventh time, Gwendolyn turned her foce to the side, refusing

don’t wont

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time, she

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the sign of the

toss his cup in onger like how

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down the oronge, reoched for

woter before continuing

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

gentle expression on the screen really our austere and ruthless CEO? Nico was so stunned that

sitting in front of

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

of love filled the

those through the screen

Cedrick furrowed his brows

returned to

“Continue,” he demanded.

sure!” Nico looked down at the document in his hands

went blank as he

did I stop? I was so

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

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

Cedrick stretched his arm off-screen for the seventh time, Gwendolyn

don’t want it

her, Cedrick retracted his

but a patient recovering post-surgery shouldn’t

needs to

hand paused midair as

Gwendolyn glared at him

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

directors stared worriedly at the screen, watching their CEO’s expression

knew it was the sign of the

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

Cedrick acted like a kid who didn’t get his

orange, reached for a sheet of

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

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

his series of actions would soon reach the ears of

exhausted by the end

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

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

dangerous presence slowly

warm breath

nose with his, he complained, “Since you

actions sent

knot in her throat, she

of the question! You must control your urges!” Cedrick was depressed, but he couldn’t retort

next day if he said he had fully

would be restricted from doing anything and his favorite exercise

Both options are torture.

sulking for a minute, he thought of an

can spare you

has almost

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

can be

most, and you’ll get

Gwendolyn stuck her tongue out at him, adamant about not

successfully lit a fire within