Wooing My Ex-Wife

Looking at Cedrick, who was acting coyly toward Gwendolyn, Treyton felt a sense of despair wash over him and sighed inwardly.

Meanwhile, Nico was unfazed by his boss‘ public display of affection, and a hint of amusement danced in his eyes as he watched their interactions.

Standing beside Nico, Summer merely pouted her lips in jealously, looking at the clueless man next to her.

Gwendolyn forced a smile and couldn’t help but feel a sense of awkwardness wash over her as she observed the varied reactions of those around her.

Cedrick seemed genuinely upset as he leaned his head lightly against her shoulder, seemingly seeking for consolation. Thus, she did not stop him from hugging her and merely stroked the back of his neck out of habit, helping dispel his restlessness.

“Let’s not sit around aimlessly. Since everyone’s here, let’s begin the meeting.” Gwendolyn changed the topic.

At that, Nico assumed a serious demeanor and began, “I’ve specifically looked into Ms. Newton’s condition and even consulted several psychologists about it. They all shared the same opinion–she’s highly emotional and in an unstable mental condition. This is likely triggered by a stress response, and it’s unlike that she has experienced anything traumatic as she became like this in just a few days‘ time.”

Summer expressed her agreement with a nod. “That’s right, hence why we’re both leaning toward the theory that she has been injected with an unknown drug by Craig.”

As the conversation delved into a crucial topic, an undeniable tension settled in the living room.

Treyton went deep in thought for a long while before finally piping up, “I just remembered something Jennifer had told me about.”

“What is it?” asked Gwendolyn.

“Kiddo, do you remember when Jennifer returned to the Newton residence in search of evidence regarding Charles being an illegitimate child?”

Gwendolyn nodded in response. “Of course.”

“Jennifer mentioned being attacked on the top floor of the Newton residence, and in retrospect, it bears a striking resemblance to the incident when she fell ill. It’s worth noting that during that period, her mother, Caylie, was the sole occupant of the top floor. Jennifer has held suspicions that Caylie may have played a role in the incident.”

The mention of that particular incident jogged Gwendolyn’s memories, causing a surge of recollection to flood her mind. “Speaking of this, I remember something as well. Craig took Jennifer with him to the last business banquet. During the meal, Jennifer noticed red markings on Mrs. Newton’s wrist and asked me about her condition afterward. Treyton, I even mentioned this to you when I returned.”

vivid memories

intensified, reaching a palpable peak with every revelation.

he questioned, “So, are you suspecting that Craig first imprisoned his own mother, subjecting her to

Treyton nodded solemnly in

gaze lowered, veiling the dangerous glimmer that lurked within his

the group continued

Craig still had the drug?” asked Summer.

reaction to the sound of rattling chains coming from the top floor when I conducted a search at the Newton residence. He vehemently prevented anyone from entering that area and looking back on it now, it’s highly possible that Caylie is being held captive there!”

to contact Jasmine again and see if she can help

reservations about the approach. “Gwendolyn, Jasmine is Craig’s sister. Will she actually agree to help us acquire evidence of his crimes? She would essentially be betraying

had no confidence that they could pull it

best hope within the Newton family. Craig’s duties at the Federal Bureau of Investigation are currently on hold as he awaits an investigation. With this, security will likely be heightened at the Newton residence. Time is of the essence; we won’t have another chance to search again,” she persuaded.

silence descended upon

this seemed to be the only

discussion drew to a close, Nico took Summer home, while Treyton took over

that moment, a hint of possessiveness and lust flitted across the

fourth floor to

“Mdm. Yarde is taking care of them, and they’re probably asleep by now. Why bother waking them up? It’s late. We should be getting some

it yourself. We’re going to rest, so don’t you dare get handsy with me.”

furrowed his brows, a visible display of his growing

on your behalf today and made sure you got your revenge. Shouldn’t

him to carry her upstairs. “Did you really?”

against hers, his voice filled with sincerity as he reassured her, “Of course! How could I

into the details of Cedrick’s punishment toward Craig. “Tell me how you dealt with

carry Gwendolyn upstairs as he recounted the events that happened

Just a

“Certainly, there will be bloodshed when