Wooing My Ex-Wife

Chapter 661

Cedrick knitted his brows, maintaining a composed expression as he analyzed the situation.

Only a few individuals in Chanaea possessed the capability to defeat Gwendolyn unless her adversaries deployed a significant number of elite fighters. However, such a course of action would be highly conspicuous, attracting unnecessary attention within the hospital.

Alternatively, the other party might be armed.

Cedrick’s heart clenched as if someone was gripping it. The disheveled hospital room showed no signs of blood or any traces of violence, and he hoped that his suspicion would turn out to be unfounded.

Another possibility popped into his mind. Gwenny intentionally surrendered, offering herself as bait. Otherwise, Benny wouldn’t have been left behind in the closet. They would have taken them together.

After organizing his thoughts on the matter, he let out a deep sigh, feeling helpless and blaming himself for the risk his wife had undertaken.

Benedict continued to cry, his small mouth pouting. His soft and delicate sobs echoed his father’s distressed state.

Cedrick patiently comforted the baby, while his peripheral vision caught sight of a spilled pile of milk powder under the table.

He walked over, crouched down, and examined the traces of powdered milk.

His slender and graceful fingers touched the powder, twirling it between his fingertips, while his gaze darkened with contemplation.

Since Nico had worked tirelessly throughout last night and had just returned home to catch up on some sleep, Cedrick didn’t want to burden him with the task of investigating this incident.

“Contact Team Nine’s leader, Jasper, and instruct him to assemble a squad of ten soldiers. Also, bring a military dog,” he ordered.

“Yes, sir!”

While waiting for Jasper to quickly organize his team and Charles to arrive and take over, Cedrick comforted the baby.

hospital, and in under ten minutes, he arrived at

yet to be tidied, Charles was stunned. With a serious look on his face, he immediately inquired, “Did you manage to locate Gwen’s

Cedrick’s expression darkened. “No.”

audacity of those individuals to cause trouble right under our noses suggests a significant influence backing them. What if they harm Gwen?

missing, and yet you seem so eager to

bereft of words. “Now is not the right time to get jealous. Finding out where Gwen is, should be

arms. “You should be well aware of your own hidden motives.

which showed a mix of concern and reluctance. “Can you take me with you? After all, I am the director of the Central Intelligence Agency, and my skills could be of

inexperienced officers at the bureau to take care of Benny. I can only entrust him to

Charles kept mum.

already assembled. Cedrick turned around and

ten minutes while being held hostage, Gwendolyn finally

heels echoed crisply as she stepped on the stone bricks, a stark contrast to the muddy paths she had previously walked

the journey while the men in suits remained

heightened auditory senses picked up the crisp sound of her high

different, more like expensive marble tiles rather than rough

the abductors had taken her to a fancy place. Aren’t they supposed to lock

mind, Gwendolyn was led into a house. The men in suits held her shoulders, guiding her to

soft to the touch, with a texture resembling fabric and

situation unfolding before her. Did they kidnap me or invite

blinded by the sudden burst of bright light. It took her a

her, and she found herself sitting

and saw a middle-aged man in a tailored suit.

languidly on a couch, was

eyes narrowed slightly as he exchanged a glance with his subordinate

an unusually polite attitude, approached Gwendolyn, removed the rag in her mouth, and poured her a

an underground enterprise in Salinsburgh. Welcome to my private mansion, which, I must admit, has been neglected and

Kron, do you truly expect me to

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