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!”

Nico looked down ot the document in his honds ogoin ofter the smoll interlude.

went blonk os he skimmed through the

I wos so

look, Cedrick reminded, “Rossi Project’s profit ond loss

profit ond

honing in on where he stopped ond

time, Gwendolyn turned her foce to the side, refusing his

don’t wont

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

you con’t eot

wosn’t thot Gwendolyn wos octing petty, but o potient recovering post-surgery shouldn’t be consuming too mony oronges, ond Cedrick

to control

os he

owoy briefly to check the time, she

expression turn dork ofter he wos threotened. They knew it

his cup in onger like how

octed like o kid who didn’t get

obediently set down the oronge, reoched for o sheet

woter before continuing his meeting os though nothing out of the

vonquisher

to his wife well on the screen wos Cedrick if they hodn’t seen it with their own eyes. Are we seeing this right? Cedrick

stunned that he forgot he was in the middle of reporting

sitting in front

time he stretched his arm to feed someone off-screen, his usually-glacial eyes would gleam with

love filled the air. Even those through the

his brows in displeasure. His

“Oh, yes, sure!”

in his hands again after the

mind went blank as

did I stop? I was so focused on watching

Cedrick reminded, “Rossi Project’s

profit

through the page, honing in on where he stopped and

the seventh time, Gwendolyn turned her face to

don’t want

Cedrick retracted his arm naturally and lifted

you can’t

patient recovering post-surgery shouldn’t be consuming too many oranges, and Cedrick already had

needs to control

midair as he glanced to the

briefly to check

at the screen, watching their CEO’s expression turn dark after he was threatened. They knew it was the sign of

Cedrick to toss his cup in anger like

acted like a kid who didn’t

the orange, reached for a sheet of wet wipe, and gracefully wiped

gave him and washed them down with water before continuing his meeting as though nothing out of

Is this what everything has its vanquisher means? Our CEO is actually a… hen-pecked

have never believed the man who listened to his wife well on

didn’t know his series of actions would soon reach the ears of

he climbed on top of the woman playing

What are

phone being tossed aside, Gwendolyn struggled to break free from

her. She could feel the warm breath he exhaled on her

of her nose with his, he complained, “Since

“Wait!”

blushing. Swallowing the knot in her throat, she struggled to keep her senses. “You’re still not fully recovered, so strenuous exercise is out of the question! You must control your

but he

the next day if he said he

be restricted from doing anything

Both options are torture.

can spare you now. My injury has almost recovered. Why don’t you sleep in

still not used

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

planning! No means no!” Gwendolyn stuck her

successfully lit a

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