Wooing My Ex-Wife

He lifted his head to direct an icy gaze in Charles‘ direction.

Without hesitation, he retorted, “You’re overestimating yourself. If I can’t protect Gwendolyn and the children, why do you think you can do a better job than me?”

After all, Cedrick had helped Charles ascend to the position of head of the Newton family.

Charles was occupied with developing Newton Group and would still need to rely heavily on the support and assistance of Gwendolyn and Cedrick in the future. In contrast, Charles paled in comparison to Cedrick’s power and influence.

With a mere flick of his finger, Cedrick could–cause–an earthquake in Chanaea with his deep–rooted influence, and Charles couldn’t hold a candle to him.

Cedrick had tolerated Charles‘ snide remarks for a while, but there were moments when he couldn’t hold back and would retort in response. This time, however, he had reached his breaking point and snapped.

Charles was both Benedict and Zendaya’s godfather, so Cedrick wouldn’t label him as a scheming person for now.

Charles‘ face paled as he flashed a self–deprecating smile. “I’ve indeed overestimated myself. With you around, Gwendolyn and the children will lead a blissful life.”

That’s more like it.

Cedrick’s displeased expression softened slightly. In an unusual move, he placed a piece of grilled meat onto Charles‘ plate instead of offering it to Gwendolyn first.

“Eat up,and don’t complain that we don’t treat you well. I hope the food will shut you up.”

Hearing his direct remark, Charles felt slightly awkward but couldn’t do anything else about it.

Gwendolyn couldn’t help but suppress her laughter at the rivalry between Cedrick and Charles. “Not many people in Chanaea get the privilege of tasting Ceddy’s grilled meat. It’s quite a delicacy, so enjoy, Mr. Newton. He’s an excellent grill master.”

Charles smiled and nodded without a word.

Gwendolyn turned to look at Jennifer and helped her to get food to her taste.

Charles noticed she showed more attention to Jennifer than to him. Lowering his head, he stuffed the piece of grilled meat into his mouth and munched on it, finding it tasteless.

At Fairlake, it was getting dark. After their sumptuous dinner, Inez and Kieran strolled along the street.

Ever since they got engaged, they would go to work together during the day and return to the Mossey -residence for dinner at night. After dinner, they would retire to their respective rooms.

They didn’t have much time to date. In fact, Kieran hadn’t even gotten to hold her hand yet.

The upscale shopping area was relatively quiet, with few people around. The dim street lamps illuminated them, casting enchanting shadows that added a touch of warmth to the surroundings.

Tamping down his anxiety, Kieran asked, “Inez, we’re on our first date tonight. Can I hold your hand?”

couldn’t believe he would ask that question as they were

was deeply touched by his consideration and respect

“Sure,” she agreed.

mustered his courage and stretched his hand out to hold her

he interlocked his fingers with hers. It was a simple act of hand- holding that couples

of warmth and electricity coursed through their bodies: Though it was a simple act of holding hands, both Inez and Kieran couldn’t help but blush at the intimate sensation. Their palms felt

the quiet street, savoring every

Inez broke the silence. “We’ve watched a movie and had

hotel so we can spend a night together, of

“I picked a nice hotel today. We’re almost there. I believe you’ll like

Inez said nothing.

nice? I

she learned they were going to watch a romance movie tonight, she thought that Kieran had finally come around. To her surprise, it was a

so Inez felt a sense of mismatch as they

ended, the atmosphere in the theater was rather somber, with the majority of

have prepared any surprises, but she said

to her. She found more joy in continuing their leisurely walk than in heading

they arrived

the sight that greeted

braced herself, she was

you serious, Mr. Kieran?”

gaze at her solemnly. “We’re already engaged. Isn’t it

of course not!

about to lose

date to a love hotel on

her embarrassment, Inez blushed and asked in a tiny voice, “Don’t tell me y–you selected an SM–themed room

a room with an elegant name, so I don’t know if it’s the theme you want. If you prefer that, I can ask the person in charge to change

that. Let’s go in,”

the warmth spreading across her cheeks, she instinctively placed her hands on them, hoping to cool down the blush. Feeling

and

room number

Inez gulped nervously. Curiosity welled up within her as

the card against the lock, and two seconds later, the door unlocked with two crisp

holder, and as he did, the

bed at its center. Surrounding

from the bed stood a transparent crystal tub, complemented by provocative artwork adorning the walls. Inez couldn’t help