Wooing My Ex-Wife

Gwendolyn did not answer right away. Instead, she turned to look at the man by her side, Cedrick.

Then she saw the gloomy look in his eyes as he resentfully stared at her.

He was ready to submit, but right as he was about to have it, someone interrupted. It was torture.

Realizing that Gwendolyn rejected the person on the other end of the line, Frostine. “I’m not free today. I’ll be resting at home. Let her stay if she wants to wait, but do serve her snacks and drinks. If she wants to stay and wait, then let her be.”

“Of course, Ms. Harris.”

“Mm. I have something to do today. I’ll be busy. Don’t disturb me unless it’s something major like the imminent closing of the company.”

“Understood.”

After ending the call, she moved to pin Cedrick down again. “Hubby, are you satisfied with that?”

Cedrick could not help but curl his lips as joy bloomed in his chest.

Leaning toward Gwendolyn’s ear, he hoarsely whispered, “Yes.”

Gwendolyn bent down to kiss his lips.

It was intimate and sweet as the two spent a rare afternoon together.

From their afternoon nap until evening, the two never left the bed. After the lovemaking, they continued, teasing each other on the bed. It was as if the two of them were the only ones in the world during that time.

When the sun was almost gone, Gwendolyn’s phone rang again.

This time, it was not a call from work; it was from Jennifer.

Ever since Jennifer lost her past four years of memories, Treyton brought her back to take good care of her. It had been a long time since Jennifer called her.

Once the call went through, Jennifer’s gloomy voice traveled out of the speakers. “Gwendolyn, are you free? Can you meet me for a while?”

Gwendolyn could hear that something was off about Jennifer. “What’s the matter, Jennifer? Are you in a bad mood?”

not answer

to you? Tell me what happened, and I’ll teach him a lesson for

time before saying, “I sneaked out of the villa. I don’t want to go back to Mr. Treyton’s house nor the Newton residence.”

memory meant that Jennifer barely knew anything about society.

Gwendolyn sighed. “Where are

her. Salinsburgh

to find out where Jennifer had gone to. In the end, she had to teach Jennifer how to send her location to her on

Gwendolyn hastily changed her clothes as she said, “Ceddy, I think Jennifer had a fight with Treyton. She sounds upset, so I’m going to find out what happened. I’ll be back

in understanding and responded, “Sure. Stay safe, Darling.”

you gave her the opportunity to run away from home. You’re making my Gwenny rush

ran away

dumbfounded. He was still at work, and he could not wrap his head around why that just happened.

Cedrick, he took out his other phone to call the bodyguard at the villa. It was then he found

veins, and he no longer had the heart to keep working.

happen? I’ve been nice to

two men proceeded to converse for

to the remote area. It was dark, so she had to use a torch

are you here? What‘ happened? Tell me, and

with me lately because I wanted to go to grad school. He’s making me do revisions every single night, but my basic skills are weak, so I keep making mistakes. I

Gwendolyn was silent.

pain, no gain. Treyton was so strict with her because he had high hopes for her.

friend from the same orphanage, Gwendolyn knew that Jennifer had a weak educational foundation. Moreover, Jennifer’s mind was of a twenty–one–year–old. She would be more prone to bouts

words, Treyton was too tough on her.

“But that doesn’t mean you should run away from home like this. How anxious do you think Treyton will

place doesn’t mean that his house is mine. Also, I want some time alone. I haven’t been able to memorize the chapters for the day, and

her palm as if she was a child if she made mistakes. Even though he was only using his hand to hit her, it was still punishment, and there was no way she would not be afraid of

tucked the stray strands of her hair behind her ear, she said, “It’s all dark outside. Aren’t you afraid of meeting bad people by sneaking

“Aren’t you right beside

Gwendolyn

I did when we

a dismissive smile. “You’re not. I wasn’t doing anything at home anyway, so

be a year older than her, but her loss of memories made her seem much younger and more naive than