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

Cedrick’s expression darkened. “No.”

so calm? The audacity of those individuals to cause trouble right under our noses suggests a significant influence backing them. What if they harm Gwen? Didn’t you enjoy putting up the image of a loving husband in public?

on his face. “Charles, my wife is missing, and yet you seem so eager to take my place. Are you trying

not the right time to get

Charles’ arms. “You should be well aware of your

take me with you? After all, I am the director of the Central

officers at the bureau to take care of Benny. I can only entrust him to you. However, if

Charles kept mum.

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

after walking through the woods for over ten minutes while being held hostage, Gwendolyn finally arrived

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

the men in suits remained eerily silent as well, refusing to

Gwendolyn’s heightened auditory senses picked up the crisp sound of her high heels on the

felt different, more like expensive marble tiles

taken her to a fancy place. Aren’t they supposed to lock me in some abandoned

lingering in her mind, Gwendolyn was led into a house. The men in suits held her shoulders, guiding her

felt soft to the touch, with a texture

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 while to get used to the blinding light before lifting

her, and she found herself sitting on a couch in the

saw a middle-aged man in a tailored suit. He looked roguish but at the same

languidly on a couch, was puffing on a

as he exchanged a glance

subordinate, displaying an unusually polite attitude, approached Gwendolyn, removed the rag in her mouth,

Kron, and I oversee an underground enterprise in Salinsburgh. Welcome to my private mansion, which, I must admit,

table. She scoffed, “Mr. Kron, do you truly expect me to drink the coffee when my hands are still bound? And isn’t it rather excessive to resort to such measures just to invite

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