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.

to the hospital, and in under ten minutes, he arrived

stunned. With a serious look

Cedrick’s expression darkened. “No.”

The audacity of those individuals to cause trouble right under our noses suggests a significant influence backing them. What if they harm Gwen? Didn’t you enjoy putting up the image of a loving husband in public? Now that Gwen is missing, you don’t seem to show any concern

Charles’ fierce gaze and the icy expression on his face. “Charles, my wife is missing, and yet you seem so eager to take my place. Are you trying to

right time to get jealous. Finding out where Gwen is, should be

expression, placing Benedict in Charles’ arms. “You should be well aware of your own hidden motives. Take

all, I am the director of the Central Intelligence Agency, and my

look. “I don’t trust the inexperienced officers at the bureau to take care of Benny.

Charles kept mum.

had already assembled.

ten minutes

stone bricks, a stark contrast to the muddy paths she had previously walked on. Looks like we’ve

the journey while the men in suits

auditory senses picked up the crisp sound of her high

different, more like

Aren’t they supposed to lock me in some abandoned cottage in

into a house.

seat felt soft to the touch, with a texture resembling fabric and cotton. Am I

struggling to comprehend the situation unfolding before her.

blindfold was removed, Gwendolyn was momentarily blinded by the sudden burst of bright light. It took her a while to

before her, and she found herself sitting on a couch in

head and saw a middle-aged man in a tailored suit. He looked roguish but at

a couch, was puffing on a

murky eyes narrowed slightly as

subordinate, displaying an unusually polite attitude, approached Gwendolyn, removed the

me to introduce myself, Mrs. Jenson. I’m Channing Kron, and I oversee an underground enterprise in Salinsburgh. Welcome to my private mansion, which, I must admit, has been neglected and

me to drink the coffee when

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