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?”

ask that question as they were

his

“Sure,” she agreed.

his courage and stretched his hand out

warm palms gently met, and he interlocked his fingers with hers. It was a simple act of hand-

was a simple act of holding hands, both Inez and Kieran couldn’t help

street, savoring every step

and had

the 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.

picked something nice? I don’t

they were going to watch a romance movie tonight, she thought that Kieran had

years ago and were already working professionals, so Inez felt

the majority of the audience consisting of

any surprises, but she said nothing and allowed him to lead her along

continuing their leisurely walk

let her mind wander off, they arrived at

her head, and the sight that

though she had braced

you serious, Mr. Kieran?” she blurted

around to gaze at her solemnly. “We’re already engaged. Isn’t it normal to spend a

course not!

to lose her

might be engaged, but this is technically our first date. No one would bring their date to a love hotel on the first date! I can’t believe he’s serious. Is he pretending to be serious, or

voice, “Don’t tell me y–you selected an SM–themed

you mean by that? I picked a room with an elegant name, so I don’t know if it’s the theme you want. If you prefer that, I can

like that. Let’s go in,” Inez

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

took the card and

number

up within her as she wondered how the

the card against the lock, and two seconds later,

holder, and as

with elegant decor, featuring a large round bed at its center. Surrounding the bed were delicate red silk curtains,

provocative artwork adorning the walls. Inez couldn’t help but