Wooing My Ex-Wife

“But, Cedrick, just to be safe, I will review it once more and we can discuss it then.”

“Sure.”

After giving an affirmative response, Cedrick rose and left the ward.

Upon arriving outside Benedict’s hospital room, Gwendolyn was waiting for him at the door.

Upon seeing him, Gwendolyn embraced him. “Promise me you won’t take such risks in the future, okay?”

Cradling her head in his arms, Cedrick gently kissed her forehead and responded, “Okay, my dear wife. How are our two little ones doing?”

In the car, he could hear the sound of Zendaya crying. His leave this time had really scared the two children.

Gwendolyn took his hand and led him into the ward.

The two children were sound asleep. Zendaya held Benedict’s hand tightly, deeply reliant on the warmth of her older brother.

Gwendolyn couldn’t help but say. “I wonder if they also slept like this when they were in my belly.”

She felt incredibly fortunate to have given birth to twins, a boy and a girl.

A look of happiness appeared on Cedrick’s face, his dark eyes filled with desire. In a teasing voice that was hard to resist, he said, “Gwenny, how about we give them a little brother or sister? Our two babies are growing up, it’s the perfect time for them to have more playmates.”

Gwendolyn gave him a glance. “With the two of them. I’m already very content.”

Cedrick pulled her into his arms, whispering in her ear. “Honey, I’m serious. With our family wealth, we can easily support another ten or eight children.”

Eight or ten of them!

Was she a baby-birthing machine?

As a punishment, Gwendolyn gave his face a hard pinch, pretending to be angry. She then lay down. beside the two children, joining them for a nap.

of one big and two small figures unfolded before his eyes, filling Cedrick’s heart with immense satisfaction.

matter what, he was determined to protect

Bureau

series of advanced data recovery features, Neville finally found someone to successfully restore the surveillance footage from within the

family’s residence. They got into a heated argument

family tragedy used such intricate methods that it reminded Neville of Joe, whom they had just managed to

that among the fingerprints collected from the scene, one set of prints highly matched

pieces of evidence to Joe and

moment, Joe’s hands and feet were bound, yet a trace of a peculiar

asked, “Why isn’t your boss the one interrogating me? Why is it a lackey like you? Do you think you’re worthy of getting information from me?”

Joe’s arrogance, he couldn’t. help but curse under his breath. “Even on the brink of death, you’re still acting

of the Cloud family, his sins were enough to warrant his death ten or eight times over. What audacity did he have to act so arrogantly?

recklessly, simply laying out the

Cloud family, you had a big

an eyebrow. “What’s the difference between speaking and not speaking? Doesn’t Cedrick just want me dead? Let

listen to your nonsense, Joe. You better confess honestly, or we won’t hesitate to use

laughed arrogantly, staring straight at Neville, and said dismissively, “Isn’t forcing a confession the usual trick from the Federal Bureau of Investigation? I’ve weathered bigger storms, do you think

get much out of him. So, he had him sent back to the holding room and informed Cedrick

in a deep voice over the phone,

like Joe wouldn’t shed a tear until they saw the coffin. Only by finding irrefutable evidence could he truly be cast into the abyss, unable to

“Yes, Boss.”

the darkness in Cedrick’s eyes intensified. It seemed that he was inevitably going to meet Joe once

Night fell.

Cedrick was half-leaning against the window, lost in

door was

in, carrying a cup of milk.

rather grim, she put down her milk and asked with concern, “What’s wrong? Is it because Joe refuses to confess, or are you in too much pain? Do you want me to call

Joe. That cunning fellow was surely trying to buy more time so that the forces behind him could figure out a way to get

front of his own wife, Cedrick wore a look of sorrow on his face, deliberately putting on a pained expression. He furrowed his brows and said, “Darling, you have no idea how brutally Joe beat me up last night. It hurts here, and here

playfully chiding with patience. “Our child is already five years old. If our little babies heard what you just said, they would surely laugh at you.”

with me being