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.

did not

he had regained some control, she continued, “You’re a smart man, Treyton. I’ll give you some time to cool down and

gazed at her, somewhat hurt. “Are you placing me under

under house arrest? Think of it as grounding.

turned to address Cedrick. “Could you marshal some men who aren’t on active duty to surround this villa? I don’t want even an ant to

nodded decisively.

arm every single one of them with batons. You have my

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

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

I’m scared of a

severely that you pass out and spend the next two weeks in bed. By then, you would only be able to watch the broadcast of Jennifer’s engagement party. Would

refused to say another

her arm around Cedrick’s,

said, “Call me when you’ve calmed down

watched as

the car

smart-looking soldiers surrounded the villa as

negotiations but preferred to strike first instead. Forced

inside his house did Gwendolyn and Cedrick

early the following morning at her office at Mossey

from being on good terms, they

secretary had taken a

spend the following two days

an hour later, the manager of the HR department arrived with the new secretary and

without taking her attention off the

permission, the

an imposing poise and a handsome face. He had a

so much

placed the secretary’s resume on her table. “This candidate is

typing. She

the office later than me. When I come in in the morning, I expect a fresh cup of coffee

man nodded. “Understood,