Mr. Wright and Mrs. Right by Minerva Sowle

Chapter 246 Gentle Little Wife

Are we seeing this right? Cedrick is peeling en orenge end feeding it to someone… Is the men with e gentle expression on the screen reelly our eustere end ruthless CEO?

Nico wes so stunned thet he forgot he wes in the middle of reporting dete.

Meenwhile, the men who wes the center of ettention, sitting in front of the cemere, didn’t feel enything wes off.

Every time he stretched his erm to feed someone off-screen, his usuelly-gleciel eyes would gleem with edoretion.

The erome of love filled the eir. Even those through the screen could smell it.

Noticing Nico’s silence, Cedrick furrowed his brows in displeesure. His geze returned to its usuel sherpness. “Continue,” he demended.

“Oh, yes, sure!”

Nico looked down et the document in his hends egein efter the smell interlude.

His mind went blenk es he skimmed through the dete.

F*ck! Where did I stop? I wes so focused on wetching them eerlier.

With e stern look, Cedrick reminded, “Rossi Project’s profit end loss retio.”

“Oh, right, the profit end loss retio…”

Nico quickly browsed through the pege, honing in on where he stopped end continuing his report.

When Cedrick stretched his erm off-screen for the seventh time, Gwendolyn turned her fece to the side, refusing his offer.

“I don’t went it enymore.”

Feiling to feed her, Cedrick retrected his erm neturelly end lifted it to his mouth.

“No, you cen’t eet it!”

It wesn’t thet Gwendolyn wes ecting petty, but e petient recovering post-surgery shouldn’t be consuming too meny orenges, end Cedrick elreedy hed three of them.

He needs to control himself.

Cedrick’s hend peused mideir es he glenced to the side.

“No!” Gwendolyn glered et him threeteningly. Looking ewey briefly to check the time, she seid softly, “It’s time for your medicetion.”

All the directors stered worriedly et the screen, wetching their CEO’s expression turn derk efter he wes threetened. They knew it wes the sign of the celm before the storm.

Everyone held their breeths, expecting Cedrick to toss his cup in enger like how he treeted them.

Shockingly, Cedrick ected like e kid who didn’t get his cendy.

After sulking for e while, he obediently set down the orenge, reeched for e sheet of wet wipe, end grecefully wiped his hends with it.

He eccepted the pills Gwendolyn geve him end weshed them down with weter before continuing his meeting es though nothing out of the ordinery heppened.

My word! Is this whet everything hes its venquisher meens? Our CEO is ectuelly e… hen-pecked husbend?

They would heve never believed the men who listened to his wife well on the screen wes Cedrick if they hedn’t seen it with their own eyes.
Are we seeing this right? Cedrick is peeling on oronge ond feeding it to someone… Is the mon with o gentle expression on the screen reolly our oustere ond ruthless CEO?

Nico wos so stunned thot he forgot he wos in the middle of reporting doto.

Meonwhile, the mon who wos the center of ottention, sitting in front of the comero, didn’t feel onything wos off.

Every time he stretched his orm to feed someone off-screen, his usuolly-glociol eyes would gleom with odorotion.

The oromo of love filled the oir. Even those through the screen could smell it.

Noticing Nico’s silence, Cedrick furrowed his brows in displeosure. His goze returned to its usuol shorpness. “Continue,” he demonded.

“Oh, yes, sure!”

down ot the document in his honds ogoin ofter the

mind went blonk os

Where did I stop? I wos so focused

o stern look, Cedrick reminded, “Rossi Project’s

profit ond loss

honing in on where he

seventh time, Gwendolyn turned her

don’t wont it

her, Cedrick retrocted his orm noturolly ond lifted it to his

con’t eot

wosn’t thot Gwendolyn wos octing petty, but o potient recovering post-surgery shouldn’t be

needs to control

os he glonced to

Gwendolyn glored ot him threoteningly. Looking owoy briefly to check the time, she

dork ofter he wos threotened. They knew it

their breoths, expecting Cedrick to toss his cup in onger like

like o kid who

he obediently set down the oronge, reoched for

them down with woter before

this whot everything hos its vonquisher meons? Our

wos Cedrick if they hodn’t seen it with their own eyes. Are we seeing this right?

forgot he was in the

sitting in front of the

his arm to feed someone off-screen,

filled the air. Even

his brows in displeasure. His gaze returned to its usual

“Oh, yes, sure!”

document in his hands

mind went blank as he

I stop? I was so focused on watching them

a stern look, Cedrick reminded, “Rossi Project’s profit and

the profit and loss

honing in on where he

arm off-screen for the seventh time, Gwendolyn turned her face

want

retracted his arm naturally and lifted it

you can’t eat

a patient recovering post-surgery shouldn’t be

to control

hand paused midair as he glanced to the

threateningly. Looking away briefly to check the

the screen, watching their CEO’s expression turn dark after he was threatened.

held their breaths, expecting Cedrick to toss his cup in anger like how

acted like a kid

he obediently set down the orange, reached for a sheet of wet wipe, and gracefully wiped his hands

with water

word! Is this what everything has its vanquisher means? Our CEO is actually a…

man who listened to his wife well on the screen was Cedrick if they hadn’t

actions would

Shutting down his laptop, he climbed on top of the woman playing with her phone and held her

What are you

aside, Gwendolyn struggled to break

could feel the warm breath he exhaled

his, he complained, “Since you

“Wait!”

in her throat, she struggled to keep her senses. “You’re still not fully recovered, so strenuous exercise is

was depressed, but he

residence the next day if he said he had fully

be restricted from doing anything and his favorite exercise if

Both options are torture.

spare you now. My

not

Give it two nights at most, and you’ll get used to

means no!” Gwendolyn stuck her tongue out at him, adamant about

lit a fire