Wooing My Ex-Wife

Chapter 647 I Have Returned

An hour later, Cedrick and Gwendolyn arrived at the Wright residence.

The butler and housekeepers had just woken up and started their work. However, the tranquility was shattered by the piercing cries of a baby echoing through the halls.

Sheralyn and Ajax had their hands full.

The cries had also disturbed Frida, who stormed over to investigate, her scathing remarks ready on her tongue.

“Ajax, what kind of father are you? You may excel in managing a company, but what good is that if you can’t even handle your own child?”

“Yes, you’re right, Mom. I’ll be more attentive next time.”

“What’s the use of being more attentive next time? I’ve heard that line eight hundred times, and you haven’t changed a bit,” Frida snapped, her words dripping with frustration.

Ajax, who was focused on soothing the crying infant, merely offered a placating response. “Yes, Mom. You’re right.”

Huh?” Frida, still groggy from waking up early, was instantly provoked. “Did you even hear what I said? All you know how to do is brush me off!”

“Mom, you’re right.”

Sheralyn couldn’t help but chuckle at the scene. When she realized her mother was about to unleash her anger, she swiftly intervened, “Mom, instead of standing there arguing, why don’t you come and help us soothe the baby? He’s been crying all morning. We can’t figure out what’s wrong.”

Annoyed with her seemingly incompetent daughter and son-in-law, Frida begrudgingly walked over and muttered, “You two are such terrible parents! If your brother was still around, he and Gwendolyn would certainly handle all this effortlessly. I wouldn’t even have to worry!”

When Gwendolyn and Cedrick arrived at the entrance of the Wright residence, carrying bags filled with gifts, they were greeted by a cacophony of noise.

The butler hurriedly emerged from the villa, his eyes widening in astonishment when he spotted the man standing beside Gwendolyn.

“M-Mr. Wright?”

was filled with disbelief, and he rubbed his eyes to confirm who he was looking at.

Even their aloof demeanor is similar. Yet, upon closer inspection,

remembered that Maverick had passed away a year and a

was impossible for Maverick to be standing in front of him.

a smile and greeted Gwendolyn, “Ms. Harris,

nodded and smiled. “I guess you

family is deeply grateful. The late Old Mr. Wright would surely be pleased. He

quickly summoned the servants to assist with

later and pay respect to Old

next to Gwendolyn. “May I know

mischievous sparkle in her eyes. “He’s my husband.”

must be Mr. Jenson from Salinsburgh. Your name precedes you, and I must say the resemblance is striking! Sorry, I mean handsome!” The butler was drawn

while Cedrick remained silent and

wait in the living room for a while. I’ll inform Mrs. and

“Thank you.”

arm around Cedrick’s, and together they entered the Wright residence.

a year since they last

once lavish rose gardens that Frida adored had been dismantled, replaced by a lush lawn with

all the beloved antique yellow rosewood furniture had been replaced with

occurred in the year and a half he had been away The furnishings and decor no longer carried the familiar ambiance he had known in his ten years stay. They seemed

the

they heard

the baby, rushed down the stairs to greet

sight of Cedrick’s

her, causing her heart to race and her steps to quicken. When she finally saw the

She sobbed and hugged Cedrick as if she had experienced

his arms, allowing her to hold onto him and sob

interjected. “Mrs. Wright, he’s not Mr. Wright.

Gwendolyn’s husband must be my son,” Frida shrieked in-between