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.

figures unfolded before his eyes, filling Cedrick’s heart with

was determined to protect his entire

the Federal Bureau of

of advanced data recovery features, Neville finally found someone to successfully restore the surveillance footage from within the Cloud family’s home. She also obtained the surrounding surveillance from the day of the incident at the

a heated argument with Ignatius. Soon

that it reminded

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

these pieces of evidence to Joe and

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

at Neville and asked, “Why isn’t your boss the one interrogating me? Why is it a lackey like you? Do

a newcomer who had just assumed his position. Seeing Joe’s arrogance, he couldn’t. help but

even without considering the tragedy of the Cloud family, his sins were enough to warrant his death

recklessly, simply laying out the evidence collected so far in front of Joe.

night of the incident at the Cloud family, you had a big argument with Ignatius. Do you have anything to say

and not speaking? Doesn’t Cedrick just want me dead? Let him come over,

demeanos, Neville slammed the table and warned. “My boss doesn’t have time to listen to your nonsense, Joe. You

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

wouldn’t get much out of him. So, he had him sent back to the holding room and informed Cedrick of the

said in a deep voice over the phone, “Continue the

like Joe wouldn’t shed a tear until they saw the coffin. Only by finding irrefutable evidence could he truly be

“Yes, Boss.”

hanging up the phone with Neville, the darkness in Cedrick’s eyes intensified. It seemed that he was inevitably going to meet Joe once

Night fell.

the laboratory, Cedrick was half-leaning against the window, lost in

door was pushed

carrying a cup of

asked with concern, “What’s wrong? Is it because Joe refuses to confess, or

buy more time so that the forces behind him could figure out a way

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.

he had just touched, playfully chiding with patience. “Our child is already five

raised an eyebrow. “What’s wrong with me being affectionate with my wife? Who dares to laugh?”