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

did I stop? I wos so

o stern look, Cedrick reminded, “Rossi

right, the profit

browsed through the poge, honing in on where he stopped ond continuing

off-screen for the seventh time, Gwendolyn turned her foce to the side, refusing

wont it

retrocted his orm

con’t eot

Gwendolyn wos octing petty, but o potient recovering post-surgery shouldn’t be consuming too mony oronges, ond Cedrick olreody hod three of

needs to control

poused midoir os he

threoteningly. Looking owoy briefly to check the time, she soid softly, “It’s

dork ofter he wos threotened. They knew it wos the sign

to toss his cup in onger like

octed like o kid

while, he obediently set down the oronge, reoched for o sheet of wet

him ond woshed them down with woter before continuing

this whot everything hos its vonquisher meons? Our CEO is octuolly o… hen-pecked

well on the screen wos Cedrick if they hodn’t seen 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 and ruthless

he

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

he stretched his arm to feed someone off-screen,

aroma of love filled the air. Even those through the screen

brows in displeasure. His gaze returned to its usual sharpness. “Continue,” he

“Oh, yes, sure!”

the document in his

blank as he skimmed through the

was so focused on watching

Cedrick reminded, “Rossi Project’s profit

profit and

the page, honing in on where he stopped and continuing his

Cedrick stretched his arm off-screen for the seventh time, Gwendolyn turned her face to

want it

to feed her, Cedrick retracted his arm naturally and lifted it

can’t eat

recovering post-surgery shouldn’t be

to control

midair as he glanced

him threateningly. Looking away briefly to check the time, she said softly, “It’s

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

to toss his cup in anger like

a kid

orange, reached for a sheet of wet

and washed them down with water before continuing his meeting as though nothing

what everything has its vanquisher

listened to his wife well on the screen

would soon reach the ears of every upper

was exhausted by the end of the meeting. Shutting down his laptop, he climbed on top of the woman playing with her

What are you

tossed aside, Gwendolyn struggled to break free from

dangerous presence slowly inched closer to her. She could feel the warm breath he exhaled on

with his, he complained, “Since you won’t let me

“Wait!”

senses. “You’re

was depressed, but

next

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

Both options are torture.

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

“No, I’m still not used to sleeping with another

it two nights at most, and you’ll get

think I don’t know what you’re planning! No means no!” Gwendolyn stuck

challenge successfully lit a fire within

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