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.

the hospital, and in under ten

the disarray in the room that had yet to be tidied, Charles was stunned. With a serious look on

Cedrick’s expression darkened. “No.”

our noses suggests a significant influence backing them. What if they harm Gwen? Didn’t you enjoy putting up the image

wife is missing, and yet you seem so eager to take my place.

not the right time

aware of your own hidden motives.

me with you? After all, I am the director of the Central Intelligence

giving him a cautious look. “I don’t trust the inexperienced officers at the bureau to take care of Benny. I can only entrust him to you. However, if you fail to take good care of

Charles kept mum.

assembled. Cedrick

through the woods for over ten minutes while being held hostage, Gwendolyn

bricks, a stark contrast to the muddy paths she

kept mum throughout the journey while the men in suits remained eerily

heightened auditory senses picked up the crisp sound of

feet felt different, more like expensive marble tiles rather

Aren’t they supposed to lock me in some

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

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

before her. Did they

blinded by the sudden burst of bright light. It took her a while to get used to the blinding light before lifting

mansion before her, and she

turned her head and saw a middle-aged man in a tailored suit. He looked roguish

a couch, was puffing

narrowed slightly as

attitude, approached Gwendolyn, removed the rag in her

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 is not in its finest

coffee on the table. She scoffed, “Mr. Kron, do you truly expect me to drink the coffee

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