Wooing My Ex-Wife by Mr. Adeel

Chapter 322 Not The Grilled Meat I Think

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“Didn’t I send you a text saying that I will be eating out and coming back late tonight? Why did you come looking for me?”

Cedrick frowned unhappily. “I feel restless because I haven’t seen you the whole day. When I finally make it through the day, it feels unbearable to even waste a single minute.”

Gwendolyn couldn’t help blushing in front of Jasmine and Triss. After struggling briefly, she whispered, “You… Put me down first…”

Cedrick tightened his grip on her as he leaned closer to her ear and spoke in a voice that was only audible to them. “Don’t forget our pact, Gwenny.”

They had agreed that Gwendolyn would try her best to act as if she obeyed him fully when in public.

However, she would have complete authority once they went home.

Gwendolyn immediately stopped struggling. “I haven’t eaten enough yet. You said you will grill meat for me at home. What kind of meat?” she asked softly.

Cedrick raised an eyebrow and smirked. “What do you think?“.

This expression…

Is it not the grilled meat I think it is?

Although Jasmine and Triss, who were relatively young, couldn’t understand what the two of them were saying, they looked at them with envy as they engaged in intimate whispers and affectionate gestures.

All of a sudden, the grilled meat in the bowl didn’t seem as appetizing anymore!

Gwendolyn’s ears turned red from embarrassment as she bid them farewell. “You two take your time. I’ll leave my card at the front desk to settle the bill. Feel free to order whatever else you want. I’ll leave first!”

“Hurry up and go!” Jasmine said with a slightly jealous expression, “If you don’t leave now, Triss and I will soon lose our appetite. Even the meat in the bowl is getting tasteless!”

Cedrick’s smirked as he looked at Gwendolyn in his arms. “Did you hear that? They’re asking us not to disturb them from eating. Let’s go home!”

After carrying Gwendolyn out of the restaurant, Cedrick ordered Elven to drive her car back while she went back with him in his car.

On the way back, Cedrick told Gwendolyn about his encounter with Sherman in the corridor.

“Sherman wanted to poison me?”

After listening to the whole story, Gwendolyn still found it somewhat unbelievable. “I think I have a good understanding of his personality. After all, I’ve known him for so many years. He doesn’t seem like the kind of person who will do such a foolish thing.”

Besides, now that Eloise was in prison, the Ferguson family relied solely on him. Regardless of the outcome, he would be ruining himself by doing that.

Why will he attempt something like this at the cost of self–destruction? He can’t be so irrational.

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Unless…

This person must have promised him something. Otherwise, it wouldn’t

do you want to handle the mess with

events, Gwendolyn rubbed her temples as she replied casually, “Sherman.will be charged with attempted murder if he’s arrested. Just go with the normal sentence. As for the matters related to the Ferguson family, you

energy to deal with those matters anymore. Right now, her only focus was to resolve the matter with Charles

it, Gwendolyn asked, “How is your health recently? Are you feeling okay? Do you need me to make time and accompany you

need

response was straightforward.

dark black eyes focused on the road

day. It would occur at any given time without any pattern, and the blackout was

didn’t know when he would completely lose his sight. For all he knew, it

Charles‘ conditions no matter how

die

as she caressed his face with her hand gently upon noticing him being lost in

hand with another. Entwining his fingers with hers, he replied, “I was thinking about how I’ll eat you

blushed shyly

only two of them in the car. Otherwise, she would be too shy to face anyone.

thing about you, Gwenny? No matter how many times we’ve

arrogantly as she averted

the car

Harrick Villa, an intimate night

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the same night, however, Eloise was not faring well

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locked in a completely dark solitary confinement cell. The floor was wet, and the cell was freezing cold.

sleep, she could only curl up and squat down in

and

hug herself tightly to keep warm. The injuries on her

felt like a nightmare to

that day, the prison bully deliberately harassed her by spitting into her food tray. She even shoved

she ended up not only suffering a group beating but also receiving three–day solitary confinement as

and sobbed quietly. Her eyes were swollen, but she wasn’t bothered to wipe them

a few days into her imprisonment, and she had endured daily beatings, punishments, and forced labor. It was driving