Wooing My Ex-Wife by Mr. Adeel

Craig stared at her with a profound gaze. “How can that be considered selling? I’m just helping you to select a better husband.”

Jennifer looked at him in disbelief. “Craig, we live in an era that advocates freedom of marriage. If the price to regain my status as the daughter of the Newton family is the loss of my freedom and right to make my own decisions, I’d rather stay an orphan my whole life!”

Faced with her vehement objection, Craig quickly softened his tone and pulled her back to his side.

“There, there. This is just a discussion, so there’s no need for you to get so angry. If you insist on disagreeing, I won’t force you.”

Jennifer finally breathed a sigh of relief and continued to accompany him to socialize.

Meanwhile, over at Gwendolyn and Cedrick’s end, under their joint efforts, Harris Group successfully landed a substantial international trade offer as they wished.

They would meet the other party to discuss the contract details the following day.

Cedrick shook hands with Horace on Gwendolyn’s behalf.

“Ms. Harris, I look forward to our future cooperation,” Horace uttered politely in his less-than-fluent Chanaean.

Gwendolyn smiled. “It’s a pleasure to work with you, Mr. Horace.”

After settling that matter, Horace was swiftly whisked away by other guests.

Cedrick and Gwendolyn shared a knowing smile.

He nonchalantly wrapped an arm around her slender waist. “Gwenny, don’t forget the reward you promised me. You can’t stand me up this time no matter what.”

She pursed her lips and nodded earnestly with a smile. “You did well tonight, helping me secure a considerable deal, so I should praise you properly.”

Looking at her exquisite face, Cedrick felt his heart flutter. An urge to carry her back to Harrick Villa and ravage her to his heart’s content washed over him.

After attempting to suppress his burning desire for some time, he still failed to contain himself. He leaned close to Gwendolyn’s ear and whispered, “Darling, how about we slip away early and head back to attend to more pressing matters? We can’t waste this beautiful night entertaining others.”

must address matters one by one

too much force. Her gesture felt ambiguous,

mingle with the other guests. I’m going

patted his sturdy waist teasingly before turning around to

while watching her graceful

beside him, disturbing his

and saw

Yelena Dion, was slightly taken aback, seemingly

don’t remember me anymore, Mr. Jenson? I’m Yelena, the third child of

gave her a cursory glance, noting only her pink chiffon dress and barely registering her

dismissive attitude

we knew each other when we were

wine glass in his hand and replied icily, “I

Yelena was rendered speechless.

glance in Cedrick’s direction because

young lady standing in front of Cedrick. I just left his side, and already, his admirers

and she decisively retraced her steps, ready to

so cold, Mr. Jenson. I heard that after you became a father, you devoted yourself wholeheartedly to your family. Now, it seems the rumors are indeed true. You’re reserving all

her

she emitted a

you’ve become prettier. I heard that women who have given birth will have saggy stomachs, stretch

red lips into a sophisticated and elegant smile. “Of course they don’t bother me. After all, I received my husband’s personal and tenderest care, so I rested extremely well during my confinement period.” She took a step forward and sized up Yelena. “Ms. Dion, you’re young and not bad

“What do you mean by that, Ms.

man. Ms. Dion, you’re still single, right? In that case, you should be hitting on those single young men. Besides, ‘Ms. Harris’ is how my business partners and subordinates usually address me. Since you merely live

asserting her authority. She extended her dainty neck, giving her a noble

domineering look in her eyes seemed to be silently labeling Cedrick as

to her dissing the pretentious

ignorance. I should have addressed you as Mrs. Jenson. There have long been rumors that Mr. Jenson is under the thumb of his wife. Now that I’m seeing it with my own eyes, the hearsays are indeed true.

“under the thumb of his wife,” Cedrick felt that if Marcus was still alive, and he hadn’t been officially married to Gwendolyn, he would’ve put forth his best effort to correct Yelena, defend his status, and claim that Gwendolyn was under his