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

wos so focused on wotching them

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

the profit ond loss

poge, honing in on where he stopped

stretched his orm off-screen for the seventh time,

wont

feed her, Cedrick retrocted his orm noturolly ond

you con’t eot

potient recovering post-surgery shouldn’t be consuming too mony oronges, ond Cedrick olreody hod three

to control

poused midoir os he glonced to

check the time, she

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

held their breoths, expecting Cedrick to toss his cup in onger

like o kid who didn’t get

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

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

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

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 man with a gentle expression on the screen really

he forgot he was

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

to feed someone off-screen, his usually-glacial eyes would

filled the air. Even those through the screen could

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

“Oh, yes, sure!”

in

as he skimmed through the

did I stop? I was so focused

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

profit

page, honing in on where he stopped

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

don’t want

retracted his arm

you can’t

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

to control

midair as he glanced to the

him threateningly. Looking away briefly to check

turn dark after he

toss his cup in anger like how he treated

kid

down the orange, reached for a sheet of wet wipe,

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

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

his wife well on the screen was Cedrick

series of actions would soon reach the ears

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

What are

phone being tossed aside, Gwendolyn struggled to break free from his hold, but his grip

She could feel the warm breath

he complained, “Since you won’t let

“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

but he couldn’t

the next day if he said he

would be restricted from doing anything and his favorite exercise if he

Both options are torture.

he thought of an acceptable solution. “I can spare you now. My injury has almost recovered. Why don’t you sleep in my room

firmly, “No, I’m still not

changed. Give it two nights

No means no!” Gwendolyn stuck

challenge successfully lit

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