Wooing My Ex-Wife

Cedrick’s lips curled as he watched Charles’ frustrated expression.

“It looks like you have no intention of thanking me. You only desire Gwenny’s present,” he remarked.

Charles forced a smile, his expression masking his true feelings. “Oh, no, Mr. Jenson. Thank you very much! You seem to understand me perfectly. I had my eye on this watch for a while, but you beat me to it. Luckily, it still ended up in my possession in the end.”

Cedrick furrowed his brows. “That’s great. Try it on. Let’s see if it fits you.”

As Gwendolyn sweetly coaxed little Zendaya, she cast a quick glance at both men.

She couldn’t help but find their rivalry amusing.

It had been a while since they had engaged in such competition, and she had no intention of intervening. Gathering the children, she made her way to the baby room on the fourth floor, accompanied by Zoey and Summer, leaving the living room to the three men.

As soon as Gwendolyn was out of sight, the smile on Cedrick’s and Charles’ faces vanished. They instinctively turned their backs to each other, each immersing themselves in their own tasks. Cedrick headed to the kitchen to prepare a meal while Charles took charge of tidying up the messy luggage on the floor.

Left alone in the living room, Nico stood there with a puzzled expression on his face. He scratched his head, trying to make sense of the sudden shift in the atmosphere.

Everything seemed so relaxed just a moment ago. Why did it become tense suddenly?

Caught in a dilemma, Nico weighed his options between assisting in the kitchen or joining Charles in packing up the luggage. After a brief moment of contemplation, he chose to lend a hand to Charles, not wanting to risk being seen as a nuisance by Cedrick for being unable to help in the kitchen.

The first meal they had after coming back home was a family dinner. It was a pleasant affair.

As a result of her injury, Gwendolyn delegated numerous projects and contract signings with Dovil Group to her capable subordinates. Taking the time to recuperate at home, she focused on her recovery while spending time with her children.

As usual, Cedrick juggled his time between Jenson Group and the Federal Bureau of Investigation.

Gradually, everyone’s lives began to regain a sense of normalcy.

By the third day, the wound on Gwendolyn’s arm had been bandaged for over a week. When changing the dressing this time, they noticed the wound had begun to scab over.

The wound on the back of her head had also healed considerably as it only bled a little. The swelling had subsided, and Gwendolyn was well on her way to a full recovery.

Thus, she returned to Harris Group and jumped back on board with the projects and collaborations involving Dovil Group.

She discreetly assigned her team to gather more information about Paul’s Antea Group, particularly focusing on Annie’s current role and the projects she was overseeing.

Her goal was to meddle in their affairs and fight for every project they were involved in.

After spending the morning in her office, Gwendolyn gradually lost her concentration and felt a growing sense of fatigue. She found it increasingly difficult to stay focused on her tasks.

effects of her concussion, as she was still in the process of

shut her

a nerve in her brain tensing up, causing waves

That’s strange.

in a weary tone. “I’m feeling a bit tired, so I’ll be resting in the

Ms. Harris,” the assistant replied

head, she headed into the room to

staring absentmindedly at the scenery outside. Last night, he had mentioned the dress he

with her filled his

dizzy with excitement, he couldn’t wait to get off work.

he stole a glance at his watch. It

to call Gwendolyn, intending

phone rang for a long time, but no one

WhatsApp and sent her a few text

still hadn’t seen his messages.

rejected his call instead of letting her phone ring. Suspicion rose in his heart as he called Gwendolyn’s assistant,

he asked, “Where

her office. She left instructions that no one is

asked worriedly, “Is she feeling unwell?”

to Ms. Harris, she mentioned feeling tired. However, when I entered her office, she appeared to be in a normal state. I didn’t notice

“Okay, then.”

stuff and took the elevator downstairs. He drove his car to

sky was already dark by the time

of Harris Group’s CEO, he was allowed entry and successfully made his way to the CEO’s office on

a polite bow and gestured

everyone out. “Everyone” should refer to

Mr. Jenson.

the

the office, the assistant knew it was best not to intrude and disturb their alone time. She quickly cleared her table and prepared to leave for the day, respecting their

and switched on the light, but

called out carefully.

door to the room inside the office was ajar, but the lights

the door, he was greeted by a shocking sight.

a cluttered mess, while books were

as he stepped into the room.

“Darling?”