Wooing My Ex-Wife

Seeing them return, Cedrick quickly handed over the skewers he had grilled to Gwendolyn Darling have a taste. I grilled these especially for you.”

Gwendolyn took a bite.

Oooh, it is freaking salty!

Her delicate features contorted, revealing an expression of pain.

Having grown accustomed to her husband’s delicious cooking, Gwendolyn never imagined this meat would be so unpalatable that she couldn’t even swallow it.

Afraid of getting hit, Cedrick quickly ran off into the distance.

He was retaliating against Gwendolyn who just said that she wanted to marry Whitney and make him her main wife, her first wife.

Gwendolyn came to her senses and immediately chased after him. “Cedrick! You’re done fort

The two were frolicking nearby, and a look of envy flashed in Whitney’s eyes. Suddenly, a skewer was offered right before her.

“Go ahead and eat, or it’ll get cold soon.”

Someone’s tone was very cold, forming a stark contrast to the affectionate teasing and laughter of Cedrick and Gwendolyn nearby,

“Thank you.” Whitney didn’t say much, obediently accepting the skewer he handed over.

Time went by quickly when one was having fun.

Gwendolyn leaned into Cedrick’s embrace, her cheeks flushed a peachy hue from the red wine she had drunk while she waved to Charles and Whitney.

“Whenever you have time, Whitney, come over for a visit. I’ll pass the little cupcakes to Benny and Zendy

After such a delightful afternoon, Whitney’s gloom from the past few days was swept away. “I will,” she said. “I will also strive to do my best.”

– Gwen, Mr. Jeason, we’re leaving now.”

Nonchalantly, Charles uttered a sentence, then under the moonlight, he and Whitney left Harrick Villa side by side.

On the way back, Whitney was in high spirits, and even wanted to hum a tune.

Yet, fearing that she would upset Charles, she merely opened her mouth slightly, softly murmuring the lyrics of the song.

“Whenever you are with Gwendolyn, you’d better remember what to say and what not to say. Don’t cro the line”

words were like a bucket of cold water pouring down, instantly plunging Whitney’s good mood

her head, responding in a

Charles felt a wave of irritation in his heart. He stomped on the accelerator, and the luxury car roared as

option was to tightly grip the handle of the car next to

were crossing the street. A moment’s distraction could

instead of slowing down, the speed of the car was

a bit

“Mr. Newton…”

it’s Mr.

the air, as the tires skidded a considerable distance on the ground. The force of inertia held Whitney firmly in her seat by the seatbelt, causing a sharp pain in

ahead

into

of her terrified and helpless eyes,

was dominant

subtly changed in an

the tip

him push away, but Charles’s restraint left her no room

them above her head and

no choice but to endure the kiss.

a while, Whitney was breathless from the kiss. Only then did Charles release her, and his voice sounded cold and grinding. “This is your punishment. If you get the address wrong again next time, you’ll have to walk back to the

Punishment?

not because she had a long chat with Gwendolyn tonight, or because she called him

don’t

so cold it made one’s heart palpitate. Whitney quickly averted her gaze 1

somewhat relieved, and his previously furrowed brow gradually

car finally moved

own lips swollen. Recalling his dominant act just now, she couldn’t help but

kiss was forceful, yet it was the third time he had taken the initiative to

up online, a man will only take the initiative to kiss when he liked someone.

Charles’s actions mean… that he might like me, even if it’s just

couldn’t help but feel startled. She stole a glance at him,

next morning, Whitney went to work as usual.

department still looked at

happened to run into Whitney in the hallway. She intended to avoid her, but Whitney

think we need to have a talk.”

dared not meet Whitney’s gaze. Clutching the documents, she put on a hurried expression. “I still

cold laugh, Whitney directly blocked her path.

are you afraid of? You’re the one who handled the bills, right? I don’t care who you’ve been bought by. If you’ve done something wrong, you