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.

tidied, Charles was stunned. With a serious

Cedrick’s expression darkened. “No.”

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? Now that Gwen is missing, you don’t seem to show any

“Charles, my wife is missing, and yet you seem so eager to take my place. Are you trying to usurp my position? I’m

is not the right time to get jealous. Finding out where Gwen is, should be our top

well aware of

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

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

Charles kept mum.

Nine, led by Jasper, had already assembled. Cedrick

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

crisply as she stepped on the stone bricks, a stark contrast to the muddy paths she had previously walked on. Looks like we’ve

the men in suits remained eerily silent as

eyes blindfolded, Gwendolyn’s heightened auditory senses picked up the crisp sound

beneath her feet felt different, more like expensive marble

a fancy place. Aren’t

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

seat felt soft to the touch, with a texture

situation unfolding before her. Did they kidnap me or invite me

sudden burst of bright light. It took her a while to get used to the blinding light before lifting her

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

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

man, reclining languidly on a

narrowed slightly as

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

private mansion, which, I must

the 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

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