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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vonquisher meons?

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was so stunned that he forgot he was

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

feed someone off-screen, his usually-glacial eyes would gleam with

Even those

His gaze returned to its usual sharpness.

“Oh, yes, sure!”

at the document in his hands again after the

went blank as he skimmed through the

was so focused on watching them

look, Cedrick reminded, “Rossi Project’s profit and loss

right, the profit and

quickly browsed through the page, honing in on where he stopped and

the seventh time, Gwendolyn turned her face to the side, refusing his

don’t want

retracted his arm naturally

you can’t eat

patient recovering post-surgery shouldn’t

to

midair as he glanced to

away briefly to check the time, she said softly,

dark after he

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

Cedrick acted like a kid who didn’t get

set down the orange, reached for a sheet

water before continuing his

everything has its vanquisher

would have never believed the man who listened to his wife well on the screen was Cedrick if they

know his series of actions would soon reach the ears of

he climbed on

What are you

Gwendolyn struggled to break free from

slowly inched closer to her. She could

with his, he complained, “Since

“Wait!”

throat, she struggled to keep her senses. “You’re still not fully recovered, so strenuous exercise is out of

was depressed, but he couldn’t retort

Harris residence the next day if he said he had fully

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

Both options are torture.

solution. “I can spare you

I’m still not used to sleeping with another

it two nights at

no!” Gwendolyn stuck her tongue out at him, adamant about not