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?”

gave her a puzzled look,

thought that since Mr. Jenson is so good-looking, I wanted to

aren’t any. He hates

he hate being photographed? That’s somewhat similar to Maverick. Subsequently,

the words Triss

mission in the army half a year ago, covered in

returned home, scarred and battered,

her doubts, she made

can’t believe you took the initiative to contact

I’m calling you today mainly to ask

tone. “I understand, Gwendolyn. What do you want

to the

for a

that case, do you notice anything different about the current

and rarely returned home, especially after he turned fifteen. He didn’t come back until

He didn’t go home since he turned fifteen? That’s weird. Gwendolyn added, “Previously, I heard you mentioned he was injured

that he was gravely hurt. Still, I’m certain his injuries were severe because when he was fighting for power with Uncle Yael, he always showed up in a wheelchair and wearing

asking so many questions, it seemed to Gwendolyn she didn’t

some small talk with

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

She merely said,

Wright was already seriously injured before the

What if they found someone with a similar physique as him

her words carefully. “That is possible, but if Mr. Wright is still alive, why isn’t he

one thing

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

Cedrick concealed his emotions when he looked at her, she novelxo.com fast updatecouldn’t help but sense that he knew her. Furthermore, his small habitual movements when he 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

reckoned she needed to ask Asher