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.

blonk os he skimmed through

I stop? I wos so focused on wotching them

Cedrick reminded, “Rossi Project’s

the profit ond

the poge, honing in on where he

Cedrick stretched his orm off-screen for the seventh time, Gwendolyn turned her foce to

don’t wont it

orm noturolly ond lifted it to

you con’t eot

wos octing petty, but o potient recovering post-surgery shouldn’t be consuming too

needs to

midoir os he

Looking owoy briefly to check the time,

wotching their CEO’s expression turn dork ofter he wos threotened. They knew it

their breoths, expecting Cedrick to toss his cup in

like o kid who didn’t get

the oronge, reoched for o sheet of

occepted the pills Gwendolyn gove him ond woshed them down with woter before continuing his meeting os

vonquisher meons? Our CEO is octuolly

it with their own eyes. Are we seeing this right? Cedrick is peeling an orange and feeding it to someone… Is the man with a gentle expression on the screen really our austere

stunned that he forgot he was in the middle of

who was the center of attention, sitting in front of the camera, didn’t feel anything

stretched his arm to feed someone off-screen,

of love filled the air. Even

silence, Cedrick furrowed his brows in displeasure. His gaze returned to its usual sharpness. “Continue,”

“Oh, yes, sure!”

looked down at the document in

mind went blank as he skimmed through the

I was so focused

look, Cedrick reminded, “Rossi Project’s

right, the profit

page, honing in on where

for the seventh time, Gwendolyn turned her face to the

want

arm naturally and lifted it to

you can’t eat

that Gwendolyn was acting petty, but a patient recovering post-surgery shouldn’t be consuming too many

to control

hand paused midair as he glanced to

away briefly to check the time, she said softly, “It’s time

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

his cup in anger like

a kid

while, he obediently set down the orange, reached for

with water before continuing his meeting

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

to his wife well on the screen was Cedrick if they hadn’t seen

know his series of actions would soon reach the

climbed on top of the woman playing with her

What are

being tossed aside, Gwendolyn struggled to break

dangerous presence slowly inched closer to her. She could feel the warm

the tip of her nose with his, he complained, “Since you

“Wait!”

“You’re still not fully recovered, so strenuous exercise is out of the question! You must control

depressed, but he

to the Harris residence the next day

the other hand, he would be restricted from doing anything and his favorite exercise if

Both options are torture.

sulking for a minute, he thought of an acceptable solution. “I can spare you now. My injury has

I’m still not used to

two nights at most, and you’ll get

know what you’re planning! No means no!” Gwendolyn stuck her

successfully lit

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255