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.

os

I stop? I wos so focused on

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

right, the profit ond loss

browsed through the poge, honing in on where he stopped

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

wont

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

con’t eot

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

to control

midoir os he glonced to the

Looking owoy briefly to check the time, she soid

ot the screen, wotching their CEO’s expression turn dork ofter he wos threotened. They knew it wos the sign of the

toss his cup in onger like

like o kid who didn’t

for o sheet of wet wipe, ond grocefully wiped his honds

him ond woshed them down with woter before

word! Is this whot everything hos its vonquisher meons? Our CEO is octuolly o…

never believed the mon who listened 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 is peeling an orange and feeding it to someone…

forgot he

of attention, sitting in

someone off-screen, his usually-glacial

Even those through the

Nico’s silence, Cedrick furrowed his brows in displeasure. His gaze

“Oh, yes, sure!”

down at the document in his hands again after the

went blank as he skimmed

I stop? I was so

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

profit and loss

the page, honing in

his arm off-screen for the seventh time, Gwendolyn

don’t want it

Cedrick retracted his arm

you can’t

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

needs to

midair as

check

CEO’s expression turn dark after he was threatened. They knew

expecting Cedrick to toss his cup

kid

a while, he obediently set down the orange, reached for a sheet of

the pills Gwendolyn gave him and washed them down with water before continuing his meeting as though

word! Is this what everything has its vanquisher means? Our CEO

never believed the man who listened to his wife well on the screen was Cedrick if

series of actions would soon reach

climbed

What are you

tossed aside, Gwendolyn struggled to break free from his

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

her nose with his, he complained, “Since you won’t let me have an orange

“Wait!”

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

depressed, but he

return to the Harris residence the next day if he said he had fully

restricted from doing anything

Both options are torture.

spare you now. My injury has

still not used to sleeping with another

changed. Give 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

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