Wooing My Ex-Wife

Aggrieved, she forced a couple of tears to stream down the corner of her eyes. If it's just a matter of acting, I can play along too. "You dare deny it? Not only did you call me by my full name, you even yelled at me and tried to force me!"

Cedrick was rendered speechless by her accusations.

This time, he was truly in the wrong.

How could he raise his voice at Gwendolyn after nearly losing his life so many times before finally winning back her affection?

He knew she needed to be pampered without limits.

He had indeed lost control of his emotions earlier. To him, Gwendolyn was different from everyone else. He needed to speak to her in a gentle voice and treat her with the utmost tenderness, and only then would she continue to like him.

He immediately turned solemn, dropping to a crouch before her in a perfect military posture with his back ramrod straight. "I'm sorry."

Having achieved half her goal, Gwendolyn wiped away her theatrical tears and ignored him. She got to her feet and went upstairs haughtily, planning to get ready to go to the Harris residence.

Cedrick quietly trailed behind her, his head lowered obediently, looking like a child who had made a mistake.

Gwendolyn disregarded him and didn't speak to him the whole time.

Cedrick couldn't stand the silent treatment.

Figuring admitting his mistake honestly didn't work, he decided to play the victim.

Rubbing his backside and limping as he walked, Cedrick gritted his teeth and grunted, "Gwenny, you seemed to have hit my tailbone just now."

Gwendolyn glanced at his firm rear. Keep pretending!

She had always known her limits when beating others. Her every punch earlier was aimed at the fleshier parts of his glutes, so there was no way she could've hit his tailbone.

Finally convincing her to turn around and look at him, Cedrick reached out to wrap his arm around her thin waist in delight.

However, she calmly stepped aside, picked up her bag, and walked out of the villa without sparing him another glance.

Cedrick had no choice but to put on his mask and follow her into the car.

Two luxury vehicles sped away from the Jenson residence toward the Harris residence at Mount Tranquil.

Inside the car, Cedrick occasionally sneaked looks at Gwendolyn who was sitting beside him and absorbed in admiring the fleeting scenery outside the window.

Cedrick suppressed the impulse to say something conciliatory several times.

After all, there were some things he couldn't overtly express in front of Elven and the other bodyguards.

The pair didn't speak the entire journey.

Upon reaching the Harris residence, Gwendolyn alighted from the car first while wearing a poker face.

Surprisingly, she didn't enter the house first but waited for Cedrick at the entrance.Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

Noticing that, Cedrick felt flattered and quickly jogged up to her, taking the initiative to hold her hand with their fingers intertwined.

Gwendolyn didn't resist, allowing him to grab her hand.

She tiptoed to move closer to his ear and whispered, "I'm still mad at you for what happened today, and I'm not planning to let you off the hook just like that. I'll keep this incident in mind and settle the scores with you in a few days."

Cedrick was already overjoyed that she was willing to wait for him at the door.

Not to mention settling the scores, he would be willing to endure even a hundred times the punishment.

He nodded at her with all seriousness.

Gwendolyn had attained her goal as the man had promptly agreed.

As they stepped into the villa, she instantly put on her usual radiant smile while Cedrick wore his customary aloof and indifferent expression.

Sienna welcomed them at the entrance.

Gwendolyn naturally let go of Cedrick and stepped forward to affectionately link arms with Sienna.

Gwendolyn's warmth lingered on his palm despite the void in his hand created after she let go of him.

Cedrick felt a little dazed. His vision abruptly darkened, and even his ears buzzed. Strength drained from his body, rendering him weak to the point of being unable to move his legs.

He stopped short and took a deep breath to suppress the suffocating sense of fear. Is this some kind of symptom indicating something's wrong with my body because of the unknown aftereffects of the S404 RNA virus mentioned by Joshua, or that my life may just expire at any unannounced moment? Or perhaps I am overthinking?

Noticing the man behind her had stopped walking, Gwendolyn, who had already strode two to three meters ahead, turned her head and saw Cedrick rooted in his spot and seemingly lost in his thoughts. "What's the matter?"

Cedrick pulled himself together and caught up to them. "It's nothing. I just recalled some work-related matters."

Sienna was slightly dissatisfied with his behavior. "That's not right. How could you still be thinking about work when you so rarely accompany Gwen back to the Harris residence for a meal?"

"You're right, Sienna." He lowered his gaze absent-mindedly.

Sienna, noticing his mind was elsewhere, looked at Gwendolyn worriedly. "Gwen, has he been treating you well lately? If he dares to bully you, you must come back and tell us. Asher has always sided with his family members without regard for reasons."

Relationship-related matters are private affairs between two people. Gwendolyn preferred to handle them herself rather than discuss them with others.

She nodded noncommittally, occasionally glancing back at Cedrick. She perceptively sensed something seemed off with him ever since they entered the villa.

"Cedrick, you look a little pale. Are you feeling unwell?"

He curled his lips into a faint smile. "I'm all right. Perhaps I'm just not used to the cold wind. I haven't been out at night in a long while." Gwendolyn swept her eyes across the rustling leaves in the garden. "It does feel a little cold. Let's hurry up and go inside."

Marcus, Asher, and Lorelai were already waiting in the dining room.

Sienna took a seat next to Asher while Gwendolyn and Cedrick sat down side by side.

Everyone sat upright, each harboring different thoughts as they waited for the head of the family, Marcus, to begin eating.

Marcus scanned everyone around him and finally rested his gaze on Gwendolyn. A contented smile spread across his aged visage.

"So many years have passed in the blink of an eye. Even my youngest child, Gwendolyn, has also grown up. If only Kieran and Treyton were also here today, and Treyton brought along his fiancée from the Ferguson family here, our family would be complete."

The atmosphere inside the dining room turned heavy after he spoke.

"Regrettably, Kieran has a peculiar temperament. He still hasn't found himself a wife at this point. I think I might have to arrange a match for him from among the prominent families." Marcus sighed deeply while picking up his utensils to dig in.

Only then did everyone else follow suit.

Gwendolyn didn't start eating. Instead, she looked at Marcus. "Dad, you should leave Kieran alone for now. I think he knows what he's doing. Perhaps he'll bring someone home to let you meet with her soon." The other day, Madelyn mentioned Inez had gone to Lightspring to pursue Kieran. Gwendolyn wondered how that went.

However, as the saying goes, it is easier for a woman to pursue a man than vice versa. The fact that Inez hadn't returned to Fairlake implied things were going well.

"Really? Has Kieran found a girl he's interested in?"

Gwendolyn smiled. "I can't say for sure, but you should just place your faith in him."

Before Marcus could respond, Lorelai interjected sarcastically, “That’s easy for you to say.Since when can the children of wealthy families decide their own marriages? What if Kieran brings home some ill-mannered and unsophisticated woman? Won’t the Harris family become a laughingstock, then?” She sneered and deliberately directed her comment at Gwendolyn.

“Do you think everyone can be as willful as you? You insisted on marrying your ex-husband three years ago.It was only after you jinxed him to death that you finally returned home.”

As soon as she uttered those words, the other three people around the table, aside from Marcus and Gwendolyn, slammed their forks on the tabletop in unison.

The simultaneous thump startled Lorelai, causing her to tremble frightfully and drop her fork.