Wooing My Ex-Wife by Mr. Adeel

Chapter 661

Cedrick knitted his brows, maintaining a composed expression as he analyzed the situation.

Only a few individuals in Chanaea possessed the capability to defeat Gwendolyn unless her adversaries deployed a significant number of elite fighters. However, such a course of action would be highly conspicuous, attracting unnecessary attention within the hospital.

Alternatively, the other party might be armed.

Cedrick’s heart clenched as if someone was gripping it. The disheveled hospital room showed no signs of blood or any traces of violence, and he hoped that his suspicion would turn out to be unfounded.

Another possibility popped into his mind. Gwenny intentionally surrendered, offering herself as bait. Otherwise, Benny wouldn’t have been left behind in the closet. They would have taken them together.

After organizing his thoughts on the matter, he let out a deep sigh, feeling helpless and blaming himself for the risk his wife had undertaken.

Benedict continued to cry, his small mouth pouting. His soft and delicate sobs echoed his father’s distressed state.

Cedrick patiently comforted the baby, while his peripheral vision caught sight of a spilled pile of milk powder under the table.

He walked over, crouched down, and examined the traces of powdered milk.

His slender and graceful fingers touched the powder, twirling it between his fingertips, while his gaze darkened with contemplation.

Since Nico had worked tirelessly throughout last night and had just returned home to catch up on some sleep, Cedrick didn’t want to burden him with the task of investigating this incident.

“Contact Team Nine’s leader, Jasper, and instruct him to assemble a squad of ten soldiers. Also, bring a military dog,” he ordered.

“Yes, sir!”

While waiting for Jasper to quickly organize his team and Charles to arrive and take over, Cedrick comforted the baby.

Charles raced to the hospital, and in under ten minutes, he arrived at the baby’s ward.

to be tidied, Charles was stunned. With a serious look on his face, he immediately inquired, “Did you manage to locate

Cedrick’s expression darkened. “No.”

cause trouble right under our noses suggests a significant influence backing them. What if they

his head slightly, catching Charles’ fierce gaze and the icy expression on his face. “Charles, my wife is missing, and yet you seem so eager to take

is not the right time to get jealous.

stood up with a stern expression, placing Benedict in Charles’ arms. “You should be well aware of your own hidden motives. Take care of your godson and ensure

and reluctance. “Can you take me with you? After all, I am the director of the Central Intelligence Agency, and my skills could be of assistance

be necessary. The agents from the Federal Bureau of Investigation are equally skilled,” Cedrick replied, giving him a cautious look. “I don’t trust the inexperienced officers at the bureau to take care of Benny. I can only entrust him to you. However, if you fail to take good care of him and cause me any trouble, it will only put Gwenny in further danger. I hope you understand

Charles kept mum.

Team Nine, led by Jasper, had already assembled. Cedrick turned around and swiftly

ten minutes while being held hostage,

heels echoed crisply as she stepped on the stone bricks, a stark contrast to the muddy paths she had previously walked on. Looks

the journey while the men in suits remained eerily

senses picked up

her feet felt different, more like expensive marble tiles rather than rough

abductors had taken her to a fancy place. Aren’t they supposed

her mind, Gwendolyn was led into a house. The men in

the touch, with a texture resembling fabric and cotton. Am I sitting

was perplexed, struggling to comprehend the situation unfolding before her. Did they kidnap me or invite me here as their

burst of bright light. It took her a

mansion before her,

head and saw a middle-aged man in a tailored suit. He looked roguish but at the same time, exuded

languidly on a

as he exchanged a glance with his

polite attitude, approached Gwendolyn, removed the rag in her mouth, and poured her a cup of

private mansion, which, I must

“Mr. Kron, do you truly expect me to drink the coffee when my hands are still bound? And isn’t

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