Wooing My Ex-Wife by Mr. Adeel

Chapter 223 Nowhere To Hide

Suspicious thoughts raced through Gwendolyn’s mind.

Valentino was still speaking when she snapped out of her thoughts. “Cedrick’s really fallen for you. By the way, you’ve been back for a few days already, right? Have you two met yet? What’s your first impression of him?”

“I haven’t met him yet, Old Mr. Jenson,” answered Gwendolyn.

She then seized the opportunity to continue, “I’ve been sending people to meet him these days, but he’s been avoiding me. So, no. I haven’t met him yet.”

The look on Valentino’s face grew serious. “Did that really happen?”

He then asked Logan to enter and ordered, “Get Cedrick here this instant. What’s he avoiding her for?”

“Yes.”

In the meantime, Gwendolyn kept her smile while chatting and having coffee with Valentino.

Ten minutes later, Logan returned.

“Old Mr. Jenson, Mr. Jenson isn’t coming tonight. He’s on a mission.”

“What kind of mission’s so urgent that he has to bail his fiancée’s party? Ugh. This rascal!”

Valentino stomped his cane on the ground and tried to stop himself from being too harsh with his words. He assured her, “Don’t worry, Gwendolyn. I’m going to bring him here, even if it means kidnaping him.”

Instead of rejecting the suggestion, Gwendolyn smiled obediently. “We’ll follow your lead.”

Valentino cast her an affectionate gaze, but it darkened when he shifted his gaze to Logan.

“Tell that rascal to kneel in the ancestral hall for three whole days until his legs break if he doesn’t show up on time today.”

With that, Logan left.

Ten minutes later, he returned again to report gloomily, “Mr. Jenson says he’ll… carry out his punishment in the ancestral hall once he returns from his mission.”

Hearing that, Valentino lost it!

He’d rather get punished than attend his fiancée’s party, huh? He’s dead set on going against my words.

no choice but to steel himself and increase the severity of the punishment. “The punishment doesn’t scare him, huh? Very well. Tell him he’ll get whipped a hundred times if he

“One hundred whips? Are

stomped his cane on the

Valentino dared not pass the message to Cedrick. “Old Mr. Jenson, you know how stubborn Mr. Jenson is. He’ll definitely go to the ancestral hall to receive his punishment if he’s decided to not attend. Are we really going to beat him

was a change in Valentino’s countenance. He lowered his

eyes darted between

thought. Can a

of Gwendolyn. It would be too embarrassing for him to go against his promise, but he could not bring himself to beat

in the room

moment, Gwendolyn knew Valentino was keeping quiet and waiting for her to

smile, she said gently, “Old Mr. Jenson, this whipping punishment sounds really terrifying. It’s just a party, anyway. His mission

got such a big heart. I’m sorry you have to deal with

okay, Old

her generosity only made Valentino feel more

Even if he doesn’t show up today, I’ll find a way to let the two of you meet. I’m going

party

the center of attention as

makeup, and her every move made

party that night was

walked up the stage under everyone’s gazes and made a wonderful speech

upstage to announce her engagement with Cedrick while the

to simplify his

the party, Gwendolyn had finished toasting to the guests and found a table in the corner

felt bad to see her drinking alone. Hence, he walked over and

want to get engaged with Cedrick, do

nothing and

How could he be absent on such an important day and make you put up with everyone’s criticisms alone? He won’t treat

“Mr. Ferguson, no one, apart from you, is criticizing

controlling the crowd. Gwendolyn, I regret not letting my parents talk to him about asking your hand in marriage. But I’m willing to fight against the Jenson

Ferguson. I don’t want that,” rejected Gwendolyn without

Do you

nor will I marry him. Similarly, I only see you as a friend. We’ll never get married.

paled, totally at a loss for

ended at eleven o’clock at night. Nico, who had been hiding near the Harris residence, rushed

his surroundings before getting

been waiting in the car for a long time, asked, “How did it