Wooing My Ex-Wife by Mr. Adeel

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.

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profit ond

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for the seventh time, Gwendolyn turned her foce to the

don’t wont it

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to control

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glored ot him threoteningly. Looking owoy briefly to check the time, she

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

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

octed like o kid who didn’t

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

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

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

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

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

feed someone off-screen,

the air. Even those

Nico’s silence, Cedrick furrowed his brows in displeasure. His gaze returned to its usual sharpness.

“Oh, yes, sure!”

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

went blank as he skimmed

was so focused

a stern look, Cedrick reminded,

profit and loss

honing in on where he stopped

time, Gwendolyn

don’t want it

feed her, Cedrick retracted his arm naturally and lifted

can’t eat

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

needs to

midair as he glanced

him threateningly. Looking away briefly to check the time, she said softly, “It’s

expression turn dark after he was

their breaths, expecting Cedrick to toss his cup in anger like how

acted like a kid who didn’t get his

sulking for a while, he obediently set down the orange, reached for a sheet of wet wipe,

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

word! Is this what everything has its vanquisher

to his wife well on the screen was Cedrick if they hadn’t seen it with their

didn’t know his series of actions would

he climbed on top of the woman

are

aside, Gwendolyn struggled to break

slowly inched closer to her. She could feel the

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

“Wait!”

she struggled to keep her senses. “You’re

but he

the Harris residence the next day if

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

Both options are torture.

spare you now.

still not used to sleeping with

Give it two nights at most, and you’ll get

no!” Gwendolyn stuck her