Wooing My Ex-Wife by Mr. Adeel

Chapter 226 The Truth

Cedrick sighed lightly. He felt immensely guilty thinking about William’s words.

“Hurry up and go. I’ve made her suffer so much in the past six months. I should give her something in return so I don’t feel too indebted to her.”

Nico hesitated to speak. You no longer owe Ms. Gwendolyn anything!

Nevertheless, Nico knew Cedrick loved Gwendolyn too much and would do everything he could to please her.

He’s expressing his love too humbly. Nico genuinely felt sorry for him, yet he was powerless to help.

…

When Gwendolyn woke up, the first thing she did was check her body for any visible hickeys.

The cotton quilt was neatly folded on the small couch.

It seemed Cedrick didn’t take advantage of her last night.

He was even willing to sleep on the couch. She realized he was quite a decent man, unlike the rumors she had heard about him.

Gwendolyn remembered everything that happened before she got drunk and passed out last night, but because of the effect of alcohol, her mind felt fuzzy.

The matter related to Cedrick was too peculiar. She reckoned she needed to investigate further.

When Gwendolyn learned Valentino had invited her for breakfast, she intended to refuse initially, but recalling Cedrick’s matter, she thought it would be best for her to go.

At the dining table, Gwendolyn chatted with Valentino, “Old Mr. Jenson, I heard Mr. Jenson came back only half a year ago. I met him in person last night. He’s quite handsome, but why are there rumors that he looks hideous?”

Valentino replied without the slightest change in his expression, “Since he gained a foothold in Salinsburgh, too many socialites approached and offered themselves to him. He didn’t like that, so he deliberately spread the rumor.”

“I see.” Gwendolyn smiled and probed further, “Has he always looked like this?”

puzzled

grin widened. “I just thought that since Mr. Jenson is so good-looking, I wanted to see if there were any old photos

afraid there aren’t any. He hates

being photographed? That’s somewhat similar to Maverick. Subsequently, she fell silent and continued eating her

home, Gwendolyn was reminded of the words Triss told her at The Honey

year ago, covered in blood and badly wounded. I heard he was coughing up blood every day.

and Cedrick returned home, scarred and battered, also half

resolve her doubts, she made a call

took the initiative

solemn expression, Gwendolyn asked, “Triss, I’m calling

a meaningful tone. “I understand, Gwendolyn. What do you want to know about Cedrick? I’ll tell

return to the Jenson residence half a

for a moment.

you notice anything different about

Cedrick was sent to the army at a young age and rarely returned home, especially after he turned fifteen. He didn’t come back until

go home since he turned fifteen? That’s weird. Gwendolyn added, “Previously, I heard you mentioned he was injured when he returned half a year ago. Where was he injured? Were his face and back

I didn’t see his wounds. I only heard from the servants at Grandpa’s villa that he was gravely hurt. Still, I’m certain his injuries were severe because when he was fighting for power with Uncle Yael,

many questions, it seemed to Gwendolyn she didn’t acquire much useful

some small talk with Triss before

was driving in the front row, asked curiously, “Ms. Gwendolyn, why are

that matter, Gwendolyn didn’t bother responding to his teasing. She merely

possible? Putting aside the fact that Mr. Wright was already seriously injured before the incident, his chances of surviving

if they found someone with a similar physique as him to

“That is possible, but if Mr. Wright is still alive, why isn’t he returning to find you? He was really eager to stay by your side every

one

the car window and became lost in her thoughts, Cedrick’s demeanor last night surfaced in her

was nervous were exactly the same as Maverick. Could such a coincidence really happen? But why doesn’t he have any scars? A burn caused by the S40 strong corrosive potion would definitely leave scars, and it’s difficult

reckoned she needed to