Wooing My Ex-Wife by Mr. Adeel

Chapter 689

On the cozy bed, a fierce competition for Gwendolyn’s attention erupted between the two little ones.

Zendaya and Benedict both vied for the prime spot next to their beloved mother, even tussling to snuggle up to her.

Benedict, being the more mature and sensible older brother, eventually conceded defeat.

He graciously shifted his little pillow next to Cedrick’s.

After a good half-hour of chaos, the family finally settled down, ready to drift off into dreamland.

Little did they suspect that as soon as the lights went out, a tiny voice belonging to Zendaya pierced the darkness.

“Mommy, my heart is racing like crazy. I just can’t fall asleep,” Zendaya whimpered, her voice carrying a tinge of desperation.

Cedrick, his voice laced with lazy amusement, chimed in. “Zendy, you were sprinting like a cheetah before bedtime. It’s no wonder you’re all wound up.”

Gwendolyn remained silent.

While Zendaya struggled to find sleep, Benedict desperately needed it.

Gwendolyn could see the exhaustion etched on his face. After spending hours in the lab receiving treatments, Benedict deserved a restful night at home.

While she was pondering a solution, Cedrick proposed one. “What if your mommy tells you both a bedtime story?”

Zendaya perked up. “Yes, please!”

Benedict rolled his eyes. “That’s boring.”

Cedrick had a secret agenda. He was hoping that exposing Benedict to more fairy tales and their enchanting lessons might soften his precocious and adult-like demeanor.

He insisted, “Benny, you’ve never experienced your mommy’s storytelling, have you? Consider it a new experience, and it’ll also help soothe Zendy to sleep.”

Benedict grudgingly shifted his position, tucking his arms in. “Whatever. Girls are so troublesome. Even when it comes to bedtime, they want attention before they’re willing to sleep.”

paid no mind to her big brother’s grumbling and lovingly

patience, she coaxed her sickly brother, “Oh, Benny, I’m not being troublesome. Just give Mommy’s stories

and a flicker of curiosity danced in his eyes. It was clear that he was intrigued

a look. Cedrick’s gaze seemed to convey a message without words as he nodded

the bedside table. Flipping through the pages, she began her melodious narration

the bed and casually supporting his head as he absorbed every word of Gwendolyn’s storytelling. He couldn’t help but admire her ethereal beauty as she

bedroom of Harrick Villa, an aura of

as Gwendolyn was

a beautiful young lady. She reunited with the prince at the grand ball, got married,

bedroom was filled with soft and regular

of the bedside lamp, Cedrick and

gaze lingered on their peaceful faces, her eyes

she whispered, a tender smile gracing her lips. With a gentle flick, she switched

the rumors swirling around Zendaya calling Charles “Daddy” at the dinner table and how

as an opportunity to

and

wind of the situation, he swiftly contained the news and even asked Nico to withdraw a promising deal between Jenson

incurred losses

his drowsy daughter, “Why in the world did you rub Mr. Jenson the wrong way during your date yesterday? With Jenson Group canceling their collaboration with our Cloudington Group, this is like a clear warning to our family. You have no idea who he is in

half-asleep, was utterly

I possibly offend him when I don’t

building up inside him. He saw Jessamyn’s bewildered expression and couldn’t hold back from scolding

about the collaboration cancellation. He had this

had no clue where the problem stemmed from. “Dad, I haven’t even met Cedrick Jenson. How could I possibly have

“Jess, tell your father everything you did yesterday. We need to figure out where

“Okay.”

on her face, started to recount the events of the previous day. She had only done a few things, so she quickly narrated everything to

Charles is nothing more than a low-life. Not only did he spend time in jail, but he’s now also playing around with a mistress, and get this, he even fathered an illegitimate child. He had the audacity to come for a date with me, probably hoping I’d legitimize his illegitimate child and allow

nightmare, with a mean streak a mile wide. She’s a mouthy little devil, and I couldn’t stand her. I lost my cool and lashed out at her a bit. After that, I reached out to some newspapers and reporters to expose Charles’ wild ways. But it looks like I didn’t give enough money, as no juicy Newton Group scandals

exchanged puzzled looks, trying to

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