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.

thought it would be better if she could test the

her bag and grabbed her coat from

taken aback but quickly

paths in the Jenson residence. She had to get Logan to guide her to Cedrick’s villa

Nico and a few other bodyguards were already waiting

bowed slightly. “Ms. Gwendolyn, it’s

you before I left Cedrick’s villa the last

Err…

diverting to another topic. “Please come in, Ms. Gwendolyn. Mr. Jenson

just looked away and

urgent mission tonight. After dinner, he’ll need to leave the

mean?” Gwendolyn cast

seemed frustrated, suppressing the urge to say more. He sighed silently and said, “It’s nothing. Please go

seeing that he was unwilling to provide further explanation, she decided not

was about to knock on the door,

door, but before she could fully see the situation inside, someone emerged from behind,

familiar and comforting embrace,

could sense that he was anxious. “What are you doing,

silk shirt, his lips pressed tightly together, but he

his arms, he staggered backward, his knees slowly sinking, and his back straightened as

in an instant, realization washed over her.

a

Cedrick did not press his voice

noticed the shimmering teardrops in her glistening eyes, his

up to rein in the

orchestrated an emotionally manipulative will just to witness my misery?

“No, Gwenny. I…”

You don’t deserve to call me Gwenny. I

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 I

choose to confess tonight? Is it because you realized I saw through your acting and was on