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?”

would ask that question as they were

she was deeply touched by his consideration and respect for

“Sure,” she agreed.

his courage and stretched his

gently met, and he interlocked his fingers with hers. It was a simple act

hands entwined, a surge 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 incredibly sensitive while

the quiet street, savoring every step and

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

can spend a night

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

Inez said nothing.

I don’t

thought that Kieran had finally come around. To her surprise, it was a

professionals, so Inez felt a sense of mismatch as

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

high hopes that he would have prepared any surprises, but she

the simple act of strolling brought immense happiness to her. She found more joy in continuing their leisurely walk

they arrived at the hotel a few minutes

raised her head, and the sight that greeted her

though she had braced herself,

you serious, Mr. Kieran?” she

already engaged.

of course

about to lose

hotel on the first date! I can’t believe he’s serious. Is he pretending to be serious,

embarrassment, Inez blushed and asked in a tiny voice, “Don’t tell

so I

that. Let’s go in,” Inez urged

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

checked–in, Kieran took the card and held

room number was

at their room, Inez gulped nervously. Curiosity welled up within

against the lock, and two

the holder, and as he did, the

was adorned with elegant decor, featuring a large round bed at its center. Surrounding the bed were

walls. Inez couldn’t help but feel a wave of embarrassment wash over her