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.

went blonk os

did I stop? I wos

Cedrick reminded, “Rossi Project’s profit ond loss

right, the profit ond

honing in on

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

don’t wont

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 hod three

needs to control

midoir os he glonced to

Looking owoy briefly to check

ofter

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

octed like o kid who

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

Gwendolyn gove him ond woshed them down with woter before continuing his meeting

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

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

so stunned that he forgot he was in the middle

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

he stretched his arm to feed someone off-screen,

love filled the air. Even those

brows in displeasure. His gaze returned

“Oh, yes, sure!”

looked down at the document in his hands again after the small

as he skimmed through

was so focused on watching

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

the profit and

browsed through the page, honing in on where

seventh time, Gwendolyn turned

don’t want

feed her, Cedrick retracted his arm naturally

you can’t eat

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

needs to

hand paused midair as he glanced to the

briefly to check the time, she

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

toss his cup in anger like

kid who didn’t

for a sheet of wet wipe, and gracefully wiped his hands with

washed them down with water before continuing his meeting

has its vanquisher

well on the screen was Cedrick if they hadn’t seen it

know his series of actions would soon

meeting. Shutting down his laptop, he climbed

are you

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

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

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

“Wait!”

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

but

the next day if he

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

Both options are torture.

you now. My injury has almost

firmly, “No, I’m still not used to sleeping

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

you’re planning! No means no!” Gwendolyn stuck her tongue out at him,

challenge successfully lit a fire within