Wooing My Ex-Wife by Mr. Adeel

Gwendolyn and Cedrick exchanged glances when they saw Kieran standing in the doorway, not expecting him to be there.

Kieran was completely drenched.

He didn’t want to go inside and dirty the carpet, so he remained outside. His usually-cool gaze was fixed on Gwendolyn.

Confusion filled Gwendolyn. She suddenly recalled the incident at the Harris residence a few days ago. “Why didn’t you use an umbrella? Is there an emergency?” she asked coldly.

Kieran calmed his breathing and answered, “Kiddo, I was being watched for the past few days. That was why I didn’t come and see you. Since tomorrow is the homecoming feast, I had to lose them and sneak here.”

Her heart immediately softened. She looked over her shoulder at Cedrick. “Get a thick towel for him and make some soup to warm him up.”

“Okay.”

With the thick towel, Kieran managed to dry himself partially to a state where he was no longer dripping wet. Only then did he enter the living room.

Cedrick went to make soup while Gwendolyn took a seat on the couch.

“Just say what you want to say, Kieran.”

Kieran nodded. He was never the type to beat around the bush.

“Although Alban is my mentor, I don’t trust the results of his paternity test entirely, and that’s why I brought this.”

He took out a handkerchief from the inner pocket of his suit. A few strands of Marcus’ hair were tucked between the folded cloth.

Shock filled her, and her gaze turned grim. “But Kieran, it’s already the middle of the night. Even if you use your connections and send it to the hospital for a test, you won’t make it tomorrow.”

Kieran shook his head. “I don’t trust anyone else, so I’ll do it myself this time around. You only need to provide me with a silver staining reagent and polyacrylamide gel electrophoresis.”

“All right. I can get those items from the Jenson family’s medical team and have Nico deliver them here.”

Kieran nodded before lowering his head. After contemplating briefly, he asked, “I didn’t say anything on the day something happened to Dad. Do you… blame me for it?”

Anger poured through her at the mention of that dreadful day.

Heaven knows how ostracized and lonely I was facing those distrustful bunch of relatives. It’d be unnatural of me to deny feeling any anger over it. That isn’t who I am.

She shot a haughty glare at Kieran, walked toward him, and punched his shoulder.

you for the rest of my

head as guilt flooded

“Now that I’ve punched you. That settles it. You’re

in his eyes returned. He grabbed her

even hurt. It was like being scratched by a kitten. You can

burst into laughter and retracted her hand. “All right. I’m not

exhaled a relieved sigh, but his expression turned

care of Dad these few days and found something in his room. Also, someone in the family…

she caught the complicated look in his eyes, the

she silently listened to his description, her

just my speculation, and there’s no certainty behind it. We can’t simply accuse him of any wrongdoing. Tomorrow is

wasn’t unreasonable, so she

Knock! Knock!

against the front door

surprised. “Wow, Nico is quick. I just texted him a few minutes ago, and he’s already here

up and went to get the

she saw the man outside was drenched by the rain too. His chest was rising and falling heavily, proof of him jumping

the man

It was Treyton.

Treyton from head to toe, then looked over her shoulder at Kieran, who had wet hair too.

to my house in the rain? It

blue suit as he beamed at Kieran. “Hey, what a coincidence that you’re here too,

as he wore a

“What brings you

the real cause behind Dad’s accident,” he replied in his

on Gwendolyn’s

“Who was it?”

opened his mouth but didn’t answer her, thinking it wasn’t appropriate

him a towel for him to

himself at home, Treyton took it and

of the kitchen, he immediately saw another uninvited guest in his

here. Did you guys catch a whiff of my soup and come here

tried your soup before. What good timing! It’s not a

living

took a seat on the couch and started discussing the next day’s homecoming