Wooing My Ex-Wife

Startled by Cedrick’s claim, the police officer instinctively looked toward Neal.

Isn’t that Neal’s esteemed guest? Is he suspecting a fellow guest? The count of Ospea?

The officer dared not voice his doubt and quietly wrote down Cedrick’s words.

Neal remained expressionless, as though he had predicted Cedrick’s words after Gwendolyn’s persistent questions about Paul earlier.

“We will definitely investigate the suspect you’ve just mentioned, but could you share your reasons for suspecting his involvement?” asked the police officer.

Cedrick replied frostily, “We’ve never been on good terms, and we happened to run into him and Annie while we were out shopping yesterday. He immediately questioned my wife’s collaboration project with Dovil Group and wanted her to surrender her rights to the project to him. I refused his request and put him in his place. He might’ve thought of killing us in the heat of the moment.”

The officer carefully recorded his statement before declaring. “All right. I will share your suspicions with my chief and launch an investigation.”

Neal, who had quietly listened to their exchange, spoke up after the officer left the lounge. “I somewhat understand Paul’s character, and I don’t believe he’s malicious enough to organize an assassination over a small argument. Could there be some misunderstanding?”

“Maybe not, but someone could manipulate him. You said it yourself. He’s infatuated with his current girlfriend, and it’s possible that someone is using this fact to sway his actions. Of course, I admit that these are my hypotheses, and we need a proper investigation and solid evidence before accusing anyone,” said Cedrick.

Neal nodded, agreeing with the latter half of Cedrick’s words. He proposed, “Why don’t you and Ms. Harris stay here for the next two days? At least until the investigation is complete to prevent the perpetrator from striking again. I’ll arrange for more security around your hotel. They’ll move discreetly

“Sure.”

Cedrick had no reason to refuse Neal’s invitation. It was true that the situation had their return to Chanaea more complicated.

Still, they needed to return soon so that Joshua could examine the extent of Gwendolyn’s injury.

With that thought in mind, Cedrick added, “Settle the investigation as soon as possible. I can’t afford any delays.”

Neal vowed, “Don’t worry. It’s all hands on deck for this investigation. I will personally monitor the police.

Cedrick carefully lifted Gwendolyn, planning to return to their hotel.

Right before he left, he turned and reminded Neal, “Do not publicize the ambush on Gwenny and me. The diplomatic relations between our countries could crumble if any international media caught wind of this. You know better than anyone else that there’ll be hell to pay if that happens.”

“Of course. I was already planning to keep the news under wraps.”

and left the police station with Gwendolyn in his

them running into further danger, Neal had them driven

cars also escorted them, making up a formidable party.

foolish enough to attempt to ram

was escorted safely to their presidential suite. The police officers carried their luggage

expressionless faces, and statue-like stillness struck fear in anyone who saw

other hotel guests. Scatter your men across the

“Sure.”

and left his phone number with Cedrick. Then, he led the other

regained its former peace.

room, closing and locking the door behind him. He approached the bed and gazed at

bandaged elbow and the bruise on her head as

the edge of the bed and watched

Cedrick ordered some grilled vegetables from the five-star kitchen of the hotel and had them. delivered to their

once as the hotel

signs of waking up even after Cedrick had laid the table for

coaxed her, “It’s time to eat, Darling. You

more, but Gwendolyn did not

feeling washed over Cedrick, and he placed his shaking fingers

breath remained steady.

get up.

maneuvered his hands through her hair and under her

carefully swept away the hair from the back of Gwendolyn’s

looked down and saw blood on his

head was bleeding. It was no minor injury like she

called the police officers who were in the hotel. “Gwenny’s situation worsened. I

he carried Gwendolyn

wife unconscious. His tears streamed down his face against his will. E had never cried

pleaded, “You have to be safe, Gwenny! Please! Or I’ll never