Wooing My Ex-Wife by Mr. Adeel

Evelyn’s expression froze at Treyton’s words.

A while later, she lowered her head unwillingly and mumbled, “Okay.”

“Good girl! That’s the generosity befitting of the Harris family’s heiress,” Treyton praised and stroked her hair.

The moment was short-lived. He turned away quickly and declared, “Change back into your clothes. You probably have to come by another day when your face is better.”

In the meantime, Gwendolyn left the commercial district.

She opened her purse once she was inside her car and took out a small note.

It had been stuffed into her hand by Treyton earlier.

The note simply read: Give me some time.

Gwendolyn frowned in incomprehension as her gaze traveled over Treyton’s familiar scrawl.

Why does he need more time? Did he find out about something and is looking into it?

Her phone suddenly rang with an incoming call from Cedrick, interjecting her thoughts.

When the line connected, Cedrick grumbled, “Why didn’t you wake me up before you left?”

Gwendolyn replied cajolingly, “I’m already done with my errands, so I’ll be back ASAP. I couldn’t bear to wake you up since you were sleeping so soundly.”

Cedrick’s harrumph was muffled by the blankets. He asked, “What did you go out to do? Are you hurt?”

Her chest swelled with satisfaction as she boasted, “Well, I slapped a pretentious b*tch several times, so I’m feeling great!”

“You hit someone?” Cedrick’s tone turned anxious as he added, “Does your hand hurt? I’ll massage it for you when you’re home.”

Gwendolyn chuckled, moved and amused by his concern. “I’m not that fragile. In fact, I’m still on cloud nine!”

They chatted for almost fifteen minutes before ending the call, and Gwendolyn steered the car toward Harrick Villa.

Cedrick had washed up when she arrived, though he was still dressed in his billowing silk sleeping robe.

He was standing right behind the front door and gently pulled her into a hug when she walked in, inhaling her comforting scent.

tucked his head into the crook between

he whined, “I was so upset when I woke up this morning

his hair and quietly

Nico returned from the garden. The front door of Harrick Villa was

rare and sweet that Nico could

on their loving display. Nico had visited on official

announce his arrival, bringing the lovers’ reunion

immediately jumped apart upon recognizing

investigation

Cedrick’s expressions darkened almost

Gwendolyn to a nearby couch. Then, they pored over the report

old, and the woman had been

Marcus’ paternity test the exact day after his mother’s departure. The next

a private jet abroad, and

his assets had been transferred abroad as well. It seemed

reading through the report. “Both paternity tests were personally done by Alban, but Nico couldn’t have watched him twenty-four-seven. Tampering with a few data novelxo.com fast

in agreement, commenting, “Seeing as his mother was sent overseas, someone must’ve threatened

at a hospital outside of town to make sure no one can

some thought,

the secret interrogation room. It’ll make things easier when we

“Sure.”

took out his phone and

conclusion after this paternity

“Mm-hmm.”

recalled

one of them is a member of

The conclusion dispirited Gwendolyn.

Nico rushed into

Pierre suddenly foamed at the mouth at midnight two days ago and experienced a seizure. They sent him to

relief was short-lived. His expression darkened, and he asked,

in seizure remission for years after entering prison. No one knows why he suddenly relapsed, and because it happened at midnight, the prison guards did not notice it sooner. He died of

living room plunged

the silence. “We can still do a paternity test even if

history of