Wooing My Ex-Wife by Mr. Adeel

Gwendolyn remained silent as she observed him.

Channing let out a sigh, his expression filled with a mixture of sorrow and helplessness.

Even though he was the boss of the black market, he still had to abide by his wife’s strict rules after becoming a parent. He confessed, “To be honest, Mrs. Jenson, my wife is incredibly strict and fierce. Ever since we had a child, she has forbidden me from drinking or smoking. I’d be in big trouble if she ever found out. But given the nature of my work, it’s inevitable that I indulge in these vices while entertaining guests. So I can only do it in secret, always having to take a bath outside before returning home to rid myself of any lingering odors.”

He laughed awkwardly, though a glimmer of appreciation gleamed in his eyes.

Despite his complaints, it was evident that he felt blessed to have a wife who cared for his well-being.

Gwendolyn couldn’t help but be reminded of Cedrick, whom she had also forbidden from smoking and consuming alcohol to safeguard their baby’s health.

She couldn’t help but wonder if Cedrick had been drinking alcohol and smoking behind her back.

However, she quickly dismissed the thought with a smile, knowing that Cedrick would never dare defy her.

Compared to Channing, he was much more honest and deeply committed to their family.

Gwendolyn pushed aside her musings and responded with a warm smile, “Yes, I understand the challenges of balancing work and family, Mr. Kron. One can never be too careful when there’s a baby at home.”

Channing wasn’t certain if Gwendolyn had fully bought into his story, but he proceeded to show her photos of his child on his phone. “Mrs. Jenson, I truly didn’t mean any harm to your child by resorting to such extreme measures. I only did it out of desperation. Please believe me.”

Gwendolyn accepted his phone and began scrolling through the gallery, seeing pictures of Channing’s family as well as intimate moments between him and his child.

She proceeded to tap on the top right corner of the screen to view the photo details and confirmed that they were recent and unaltered.

“All right, I believe you, Mr. Kron.”

Just as Gwendolyn finished speaking, the dogs outside the villa began barking furiously.

Surprised, she asked, “Do you have dogs?”

Channing was equally taken aback. “No, this is a private villa located in the woods. My wife and I only visit occasionally during the summer or vacations. We don’t even have a caretaker, let alone dogs here.”

dawned on Gwendolyn, causing her face to

sounds aggressive. I hope he isn’t here to tear the

swiftly rose from her seat and made her way to the

the garden and saw Cedrick, whose face

typical military attire, he appeared clean and

turned to Channing for assistance. “They were

sneered, leaving his bodyguards

directed a look at his bodyguards and stated, “It’s an

swung open, Gwendolyn swiftly approached Cedrick, calling

anxiously scanned her to make sure

the military to uncover the mastermind behind the milk powder case. Unfortunately, his methods were a bit too extreme,”

silent, clearly displeased with

explaining the situation to Mrs. Jenson. Would you like

comfort and security in her

villa with Gwendolyn in tow, signaling his acceptance of Channing’s

followed them into the villa and instinctively chose a seat on the side, leaving the main seats for Gwendolyn and

served each of them a cup of tea before discreetly escorting the remaining bodyguards out of the hall. This left Gwendolyn, Channing, and Cedrick alone

his cup of tea and took a sip,

latest batch of Earl Grey for the year. The taste might not be as exceptional since the housekeepers aren’t here to prepare it, and

and emotions. He couldn’t help but wonder if Cedrick was angry, upset, or

an effort to lighten the mood, Channing reached into his coat pocket and pulled out a box of fine cigars. “Would you care for one, Mr. Jenson?” he asked, offering the box to

hesitation whatsoever. “My wife forbids

face. “Ah, so you’re just as

as he maintained a

Jenson. I am not mocking you in any way.” He lightly patted his chest and spoke

during their brief exchange, realizing he wasn’t

demeanor quite endearing, appreciating the rare occurrence of encountering such a carefree

expression softened at that, and he cut straight to the chase. “Gwenny mentioned that you’re interested in a collaboration. How do you propose we go about

repeated everything he had discussed with