Wooing My Ex-Wife

His eyes turned scarlet. He clutched Gwendolyn’s wrist, not noticing that he was gripping her so tightly that her skin was turning pale.

Cedrick shoved him away, wrapped Gwendolyn in his arms, and massaged her wrist.

Gwendolyn sighed. Her tone was stern as she said, “You acted rashly tonight, Treyton. I understand how you must be feeling, but I don’t agree with you giving away fifteen percent of the company’s shares to the Newton family.”

Treyton gaped at her in disbelief. “For all your talk about being sisters with Jennifer, you won’t even save her when she’s in trouble. When have you become so unfeeling, Gwendolyn?”

“Me, unfeeling?”

Gwendolyn was incredulous. Her rage began to boil.

As Treyton had had a traumatic night, she did her best to remain patient. “I don’t want to hold a grudge against somebody who can’t think straight. We’ll talk about this tomorrow.”

Treyton’s gaze grew cold.

Everything that had happened at the party had lost him his wits. “I’ll do it myself if you won’t. My shares, my call.”

He turned to go, but Gwendolyn had enough. Done with coddling him, she dashed forward and slapped him across the face.

Smack!

The crisp slap echoed in the air.

As she had used her full strength, Treyton’s face tilted to the side, and a red imprint of her hand appeared instantly on his cheek. He stared at her, dumbstruck.

Cedrick, too, was stunned. He remained rooted to the spot.

Massaging his stinging cheek, Treyton fumed, “How dare you hit me, Gwendolyn?”

Faced with his accusatory glare, Gwendolyn raised her chin defiantly.

“I’m not hitting you as your little sister but as the head of the Harris family. Now would you calm down? Can you listen to me?”

She looked stern, like the head of the family she was.

fuming, he did not say a

a smart man, Treyton. I’ll give you some time to cool down and reflect on your actions. Before you think things through, you’re not allowed

gazed at her, somewhat

family. How could I place you under house arrest? Think of it as grounding. It’s your punishment for speaking so rudely

men who aren’t

nodded decisively. “Very well,

one of them with batons. You have my permission to beat him

laughter. If it came to that, she would still be the one feeling sorry

Gwendolyn gazed once more at Treyton. “I am now the head of the family, and everybody must obey me with no exceptions. If you won’t, we’re going to the ancestral hall and I will have you tried according to our family law. Feel free to test me, but don’t expect

think I’m scared of a

out and spend the next two weeks in bed. By then, you would only be able to watch

clenched. He refused to say

arm around Cedrick’s,

and said, “Call me when you’ve calmed down and thought things

he stood, Treyton watched as she and Cedrick

car

sounded. The smart-looking soldiers surrounded

not predisposed to negotiations but preferred to strike first instead. Forced back into his villa, Treyton shut the

house did Gwendolyn and Cedrick

early the following morning at her office

Kieran, their relationship had lost some of its stiffness. Though far from being on good terms, they would exchange a greeting when they

her secretary had

the following two days

the manager of the HR department arrived with the new secretary and knocked

in,” she said without taking her attention off the documents

the two

poise and a handsome

so much as look

on her table. “This candidate is very well

response, engrossed in typing. She did not look at the

at the office later than me. When I come in in the morning, I expect a fresh cup of coffee on my desk…” She went on

man nodded.