Mr. Wright and Mrs. Right by Minerva Sowle

Chapter 227 I Can Take The Pain

The next day, Nico entered the CEO’s office at Jenson Group, his expression downtrodden.

Yesterday, he had visited all the racecourses in Salinsburgh and finally found a whip specifically designed for taming fierce and wild horses.

After placing it on Jenson’s desk, he said, “This whip is quite rough in texture. Please handle it with care, Boss.”

Cedrick lapsed into thoughtful silence before keeping it away.

Nico, expressing his concern, reminded Jenson once again. “Boss, if Ms. Gwendolyn intends to whip you tonight, please don’t put up a strong front. Instead, try to look aggrieved, scream in pain, and shed a few tears to invoke her sympathy.”

Cedrick nodded in response. His mind was occupied with thoughts on how to approach the conversation with Gwendolyn later that evening.

Cedrick’s apparent lack of concern over his warning caused Nico to feel anxious.

However, upon reflection, he realized if Cedrick was not afraid of being physically harmed, why should he worry about him?

Meanwhile, Gwendolyn went about her usual routine at Angle Corporation, focusing on the preparations before work.

She remained busy throughout the day and nothing unusual happened. Before leaving work, she received the information Asher had finished compiling and faxed it to her.

Gwendolyn printed all the documents and studied them closely. Her expression turned more and more icy as she went through all the information.

The information showed that Cedrick did make a trip to Hawen a few months ago.

With no existing business connections between the Jenson family and Hawen, Gwendolyn struggled to find a plausible reason for Cedrick’s visit, apart from the possibility of him undergoing plastic surgery. Does that mean Cedrick lied to me last night?

While she was contemplating, William knocked on her door and came in. “Ms. Gwendolyn, Nico just came by and said Mr. Jenson would like to invite you to have dinner at the villa after work. He will personally cook for you. Would you like to go?”

“Sure,” Gwendolyn answered with a flinch.

it was difficult for her to investigate, she thought it would be better if she

stuffed the documents into her bag and grabbed her coat from the rack. She then

but quickly caught up with

the winding paths in the Jenson residence. She had to get Logan to guide her

they reached the front of Cedrick’s villa, Nico and a few other bodyguards were

Nico respectfully bowed slightly. “Ms. Gwendolyn, it’s

Cedrick’s

Err…

awkward, Nico froze for a moment before diverting to another topic. “Please come in, Ms.

just looked away and walked into the villa

an urgent mission tonight. After dinner, he’ll need to leave the city for the operation. It’ll be a confrontation that involves real

do you mean?” Gwendolyn cast him a baffling

frustrated, suppressing the urge to say more. He sighed silently

unwilling to provide further explanation,

alone to the villa. Just when she was about to knock on the door,

could fully see the situation inside, someone emerged from behind, grasping

wrapped in a familiar and comforting embrace, and the person holding her tightly was

anxious.

pressed tightly together, but he did not utter a word

his arms, he staggered backward, his knees slowly

chord within her, and in an instant, realization washed over

out as a

right. That’s me.” Cedrick did not

teardrops in her glistening

in the tears that

glare at him. “So you deceived me. You were never dead, yet you didn’t come to find me. Instead, you deliberately orchestrated an emotionally manipulative will just to witness my misery? Just look at how easily I could be fooled. How foolish I am to not able to see through your

“No, Gwenny. I…”

“Shut up! You don’t deserve to call me Gwenny.

sank when she reprimanded him. He held her hands and apologized, “I’m sorry. It was my mistake last night. I should have been honest but hesitated. But I didn’t deceive you when

saw through your acting and was on the verge of uncovering the truth? You have no choice but to come