Wooing My Ex-Wife

Chapter 819 Treading Lightly 

Cedrick carried her to the bedside, reached out his hand, and gently flicked Benedict’s little forehead.

“Are you satisfied?”

Zendaya pursed her lips, thought seriously for a moment, and said, “I guess.”

Gwendolyn suppressed a laugh. “All right. It’s getting late. Zendy, pack up your school bag. It’s time to go home.”

“All right, then.”

Letting go of Zendaya, Cedrick’s peripheral vision caught sight of Gwendolyn’s phone, idly placed on the bedside table.

The screen hadn’t dimmed yet. It was still on the interface from the call with Charles.

Just a few minutes prior, the two had a conversation that lasted for twenty-eight minutes.

What could they possibly be talking about for so long? Cedrick’s handsome brows furrowed, and his expression instantly became serious. Considering that getting home was the priority, he didn’t ask any questions.

When they returned home, however, Gwendolyn noticed that there was something off about Cedrick’s expression. Whenever she was in the kitchen cooking, he would always watch her, looking as if he had something to say but hesitating to speak.

After waiting for dinner to be finished, Gwendolyn settled the two kids back in their room to play. Only then did she corner Cedrick against the wall in the master bedroom.

“You’ve had a strange look on your face since you got back. Is there something you want to talk about?” she asked.

Seeing Gwendolyn take the initiative to ask, Cedrick pulled her into his arms by her waist, trapping her in his embrace. “What did Charles call you for this afternoon? You two talked for a full thirty-eight minutes.”

Gwendolyn almost couldn’t help but laugh. So, he had been bothered by this all along.

Meeting his somewhat aggrieved gaze, Gwendolyn suddenly had a mischievous urge to tease him, and deliberately played coy. “Of course, it was an urgent matter. What else could it be? Casual chit-chat?”

Upon hearing those words, Cedrick’s brows involuntarily furrowed, and he pulled her even closer into his embrace. “Gwenny, be honest. What were you two really talking about? If you don’t tell the truth, I might get jealous.”

Gwendolyn stretched out her arm to encircle his neck. In her playful tone, she asked, “What would you do if you got jealous?”

With a stern expression, he leaned his tall frame over her. His thin lips neared the root of her ear, gently nipping it as he spoke in a deep, husky voice. “I will devour you.”

He meant it, and he would bring her to their bed there and then.

He would make her beg for mercy through his actions.

That girl, Ms. Mellor, is very close

to ask

his wife had mentioned, and finally, he felt at

face, he suddenly realized

him a cheeky

feet, carrying her horizontally as he walked toward the

moment together in

Charles stood by the

repeatedly mentioned that Whitney was a good girl and urged him to cherish her.

flowers. That foolish woman became incredibly happy with just a bit

a complex expression as he lit up a

Newton, the meal is

tightly shut. Whitney glanced toward the staircase and shook her head.

as she was about to go upstairs, Charles happened

his eyes were filled with intense aggression, causing Whitney to lower her head,

in the

ground, Whitney’s expression became somewhat tense. She took the initiative to say, “Uh… Dinner is ready. Would you like to

Whitney quietly following behind him.

prepared dishes. In the middle of the dining table was a large strawberry cream cake, with Whitney’s name written on it. On top of it was a

Whitney’s face. This must be Jasmine’s doing. She always had a knack

smile, Charles smiled

housekeepers tactfully exited the room, leaving them with

dining room, suddenly, only the two of

so quiet that she could hear her own

things in front of her, Charles stood up and

you coming over?”

walked over to him. Together, they

dimmed, and Charles took her

tone was icy cold.

as cold as ever, Whitney was already quite content. She clasped her hands together and began to make

Only when she opened her eyes did he ask,

a wish is spoken, it loses its magic. She gave a mysterious

She dabbed a bit of cream on Charles’s. nose. Fearing that Charles might get angry, she also smeared some cream on

happy. “Thank you for celebrating my birthday with me.”

head, Charles just happened to lower his.

close that they could almost hear each other’s breath.

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