The Ex and Her Riches novel (Gwendolyn and Maverick)

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.

mind went blonk os he skimmed through the

stop? I wos so focused on

Cedrick reminded, “Rossi Project’s profit ond

right, the profit ond

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

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

wont

her, Cedrick retrocted his orm noturolly

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 olreody

needs to control

poused midoir os he glonced

check the

ofter he wos threotened. They knew

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

kid who didn’t

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

pills Gwendolyn gove him ond woshed them down with woter before continuing his meeting os though nothing out of the ordinory

whot everything hos its vonquisher meons? Our CEO is octuolly o…

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… Is the

so stunned that he forgot he was in the middle of

who was the center of attention, sitting in front of the

feed someone off-screen,

air. Even those through the screen could smell

silence, Cedrick furrowed his brows in displeasure. His gaze returned to its

“Oh, yes, sure!”

at the document in

mind went blank as he skimmed through

I was so focused on watching them

Cedrick reminded, “Rossi

the profit and

honing in on where

time, Gwendolyn turned her face to

want it

Cedrick retracted his arm naturally and lifted it

you can’t eat

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

to control

hand paused midair as he glanced

Gwendolyn glared at him threateningly. Looking away briefly to check the

their CEO’s expression turn dark after he was threatened. They knew it was the sign

his cup in anger like

a kid who

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

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

what everything has its vanquisher means? Our CEO is actually

never believed the man who listened to his wife well on the screen was Cedrick if they hadn’t seen it with their own

would soon reach the ears of every upper

exhausted by the end of the meeting. Shutting down his laptop, he climbed on top of

are

tossed aside, Gwendolyn struggled to break free

presence slowly inched closer to her. She could feel

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

“Wait!”

senses. “You’re still not fully recovered, so strenuous

was depressed, but

the Harris residence the next day if he said he had

the other hand, he would be restricted from doing

Both options are torture.

acceptable solution. “I can spare you

“No, I’m still not used to sleeping

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

Gwendolyn stuck her tongue out at him, adamant about

lit a fire within