Wooing My Ex-Wife

Chapter 322

Chapter 322 Not The Grilled Meat I Think +15 Bonus “Didn’t I send you a text saying that I will be eating out and coming back late tonight? Why did you come looking for me?” Cedrick frowned unhappily.

“I feel restless because I haven’t seen you the whole day.

When I finally make it through the day, it feels unbearable to even waste a single minute.

” Gwendolyn couldn’t help blushing in front of Jasmine and Triss.

After struggling briefly, she whispered, “You… Put me down first…” Cedrick tightened his grip on her as he leaned closer to her ear and spoke in a voice that was only audible to them.

“Don’t forget our pact, Gwenny.

” They had agreed that Gwendolyn would try her best to act as if she obeyed him fully when in public.

However, she would have complete authority once they went home.

Gwendolyn immediately stopped struggling.

“I haven’t eaten enough yet.

You said you will grill meat for me at home.

What kind of meat?” she asked softly.

Cedrick raised an eyebrow and smirked.

“What do you think?“.

This expression… Is it not the grilled meat I think it is? Although Jasmine and Triss, who were relatively young, couldn’t understand what the two of them were saying, they looked at them with envy as they engaged in intimate whispers and affectionate gestures.

All of a sudden, the grilled meat in the bowl didn’t seem as appetizing anymore! Gwendolyn’s ears turned red from embarrassment as she bid them farewell.

“You two take your time.

I’ll leave my card at the front desk to settle the bill.

Feel free to order whatever else you want.

I’ll leave first!” “Hurry up and go!” Jasmine said with a slightly jealous expression, “If you don’t leave now, Triss and I will soon lose our appetite.

Even the meat in the bowl is getting tasteless!” Cedrick’s smirked as he looked at Gwendolyn in his arms.

“Did you hear that? They’re asking us not to disturb them from eating.

Let’s go home!” After carrying Gwendolyn out of the restaurant, Cedrick ordered Elven to drive her car back while she went back with him in his car.

On the way back, Cedrick told Gwendolyn about his encounter with Sherman in the corridor.

“Sherman wanted to poison me?” After listening to the whole story, Gwendolyn still found it somewhat unbelievable.

a good

all, I’ve known him for

doesn’t seem like the kind of person

in prison, the Ferguson

he would be ruining himself

he attempt something like this at the cost of self–destruction? He can’t be

12:13 Wed, Jun 7 Chapter 322 Not The Grilled Meat I Think 69% +15 Bonus Unless… “Unless

have

possible for him to take such a

” Sherman nodded.

have Nico

the mess with the Ferguson family? Feeling a little tired from the recent events, Gwendolyn rubbed her temples as she replied

attempted

go with the

related to the Ferguson family,

have the energy to

only focus was to resolve the matter with Charles

recently? Are you feeling okay? Do you need me to make time and accompany you to the laboratory for another

response

the steering wheel with his bony fingers as his dark black eyes focused on the

street lights illuminated

he would face temporary vision loss once

at any given time without any pattern, and the blackout was

didn’t know when he would completely lose

he told Gwendolyn about it, she would agree

rather die than let it

her hand gently upon noticing him being lost

controlling the steering wheel, Cedrick held

he replied, “I was thinking about

steamed, or boiled?” Gwendolyn

had gone after

personally, there were only two of them

too shy to face

curled into

what’s the cutest thing about you, Gwenny? No matter how many times we’ve had sex, you

Gwendolyn huffed arrogantly as she

inside

an intimate night began

Chapter 322 Not The Grilled Meat I Think On the same night, however, Eloise

who was locked in

and the cell

could only curl up and

her legs

was determined not to lie down and sleep on

was no blanket in the cell, so she could only hug herself tightly to

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