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.

the crook between Gwendolyn’s neck and

woke up this morning and realized your side

stroked his hair

of Harrick Villa was ajar, granting him a full view of Cedrick’s uncharacteristically coquettish

and sweet that Nico could

to dwell on their loving display. Nico had visited on official

coughed loudly to announce his arrival, bringing the lovers’ reunion to an abrupt

jumped

his report. “The investigation results are

and Cedrick’s expressions darkened

a

who was over eighty years old, and the woman had been secretly brought overseas

Gwendolyn and Marcus’ paternity test the exact day after his mother’s departure. The next day, he

he boarded a private jet abroad, and his whereabouts

the ownership of his assets had been transferred abroad as well. It seemed he planned

gaze appeared exceptionally frosty after reading through the report. “Both paternity tests were personally done by Alban, but Nico couldn’t have watched

agreement, commenting, “Seeing as his mother was sent overseas, someone must’ve threatened him. We can’t trust

test? I can get it done at a hospital outside of town to make sure no one can tamper with

thought,

instructed, “To be safe, have Pierre sent to the secret interrogation room.

“Sure.”

for the garden. He took out his phone

her, “We should finally see a conclusion after

“Mm-hmm.”

chest as she recalled

one of them is a

The conclusion dispirited Gwendolyn.

her downcast thoughts, Nico rushed

the mouth at midnight two days ago and experienced a seizure. They sent him to the infirmary, but he could not

he asked, “How could this happen? Did

The doctor examined Pierre and realized he had a history of seizures. He had been in seizure remission for years after entering prison. No one knows why he suddenly

living room plunged

“We can still do a paternity test even if

of seizures, the prison wrote it off as a