Wooing My Ex-Wife

Chapter 650

Cedrick was stumped. “I’m not. I swear.”

“Then, aren’t you going to explain what happened between you and Natasha?” Gwendolyn pressed, not intending to let him off.

The man fell silent.

C-Can I really tell her? She’s going to punch me when we get back to the hotel.

Cedrick fell silent and mustered up the courage before speaking.

“Grandpa had already passed away when I agreed to get engaged to her, so there was no need to worry about having to go through such risks again.”

Gwendolyn nodded knowingly. “You felt that the Wright family was already safe, so even if she were to marry you, you wouldn’t have to worry about Maverick’s death. Still, that meant you still liked her, right? You were s

o resolute when you divorced me, and then you got engaged to her not long after.”

Her voice was calm, but there was a hint of iciness in it.

Cedrick didn’t know what to say.

He knew he was at fault.

“I never liked her. It was always you. I wasn’t clear about my own thoughts when I announced our engagement. It was also because she braved the storm and came over to the villa. She even brought up how grateful she was because I saved her, so I agreed to the engagement after weighing the pros and cons. The man took Gwendolyn’s hand and caressed it lightly. “Please, Darling…” he cooed somewhat pleadingly.

Gwendolyn retracted her hand, walked a few steps forward, and placed two bouquets of white flowers before Maverick’s gravestone. “These are all your own doings, Mr. Jenson. I have nothing to do with them, she said frostily.

Cedrick leaned over. Noticing her expression, he asked, “Are you upset?”

“No.”

“You are. It’s written all over your face.”

Gwendolyn continued facing Maverick’s grave, ignoring the man beside her.

of times in the past, and while she’s paid the price and is no

out on me.”

it on his face,

a glare, deliberately sounding stern. “I am

to your

snickered. “Fifty lashes with a belt, then. How about that?”

jaw and gulped in silence before nodding.

willingness to accept his impending fate, Gwendolyn whispered into his ear, “What if

Huht

his usually-calm demeanor.

confirming nor denying her statement. Still, she

his breath and glanced around at the desolate cemetery, his usually-dark gaze

punished at a place like

he tensed up and

looked, Gwendolyn couldn’t help but

the forehead and held his hand,

way she took his hand in hers.

mad anymore,

arm behind Gwendolyn’s

woman hastily wrapped her arms around his neck. “What are you doing, being all lovey-dovey in front of all these gravestones? Have you lost your

way I treat you on a daily basis. I don’t want your feet to hurt from walking in those heels, so I decided to carry you. This is also my way of sincerely making up for my

That’s nothing for a man like you, right, Mr. Jenson? How is that supposed to reflect your sincerity?”

he saw the mischievous look on her face. Surely, she had a wicked plan

do you think I should

should…” The woman leaned into his ear and whispered something intimate

do this?” he

it. We’re already husband and

bereft of words. Of course, he’d still be embarrassed.

remained stiff throughout the journey back to the hotel in their luxurious car, and the

thought of Gwendolyn’s puckish command made his heart

elevator, the woman patted his firm, bouncy rear

thirty, and you’re still so uptight even with your own wife! I remember how