Wooing My Ex-Wife by Mr. Adeel

Cedrick knew Gwendolyn well enough to be aware that she would stop her car and contact emergency services if she encountered a stranger in danger or in need of help. However, she would never allow an unfamiliar person into her car.

As Cedrick examined the surveillance camera screens, his breathing grew heavy. It was evident to him that the person in the car was intentionally trying to avoid being captured by the public surveillance cameras.

While Cedrick could make out some details, such as a muscular physique and a partially visible shoulder, he couldn’t determine the man’s identity.

Salinsburgh had recently experienced a surge in mysterious incidents, placing an increased workload on the Federal Bureau of Investigation.

Analyzing the scene, Cedrick concluded, “There are no signs of a struggle or any potential weapons that could be connected to a crime. It is possible that the man is indeed an acquaintance of Gwenny’s.”

He turned to Swain and instructed, “Check with the nearby businesses around the bridge and inquire if any of them have outdoor surveillance cameras installed. We might obtain valuable footage that can shed light on the situation.”

It could potentially be their first breakthrough in the investigation.

“You’re right, Boss. I’ll be right on it.”

As Swain prepared to leave, he felt a moment of concern for Cedrick’s well-being. He paused at the door and reminded, “Boss, I understand you’re anxious, but please take care of yourself too. It’s winter, the rain is freezing cold, and you’re still soaking wet. We wouldn’t want you falling sick before finding Mrs. Jenson.”

Cedrick’s stern look silenced Swain.

“All right, I’m off.” He shrugged and exited the room.

Despite his damp hair and dripping clothes since his return from the canyon, Cedrick chose to ignore his discomfort.

He reached for a pack of cigarettes from the drawer, something he hadn’t done in years since becoming a parent.

However, that night, he decided to indulge, knowing he wouldn’t be seeing the kids and, therefore, wouldn’t need to worry about smelling like nicotine.

With his lighter in hand, he lit the cigarette and took a deep drag as if releasing the built-up stress and tension within him.

As the bitter smoke filled his lungs, he coughed uncomfortably.

as he stared at the cigarette between his fingers and whispered, “Darling, I broke your rules and smoked. I deserve to be punished by you. Can you see that?

go of all the heartache he

the man who used to stand tall in the face of adversity was

heavy rain outside masked his sobs

coughing slightly, and quickly finished his cigarette before disposing of the butt in

Charles from reaching him, Cedrick reached into the drawer and retrieved

telling him that the number he had dialed was

Gwendolyn’s phone was still switched on

grappled with the situation, the unsettling facts surrounding the incident refused to escape his mind. There were no signs

appeared to be in perfect condition, meaning Gwendolyn had chosen to

canyon where the car had landed, there was no trace of blood or any evidence to explain what

haunted by

photos captured by the surveillance cameras, a sudden realization washed

his desk, walked out of the office, and retrieved

severely damaged,

Leaving the Federal Bureau of Investigation behind, he set off to seek assistance from someone who lived in the basement, a skilled and trustworthy repairman named Owen

plastic bag to Owen, Cedrick asked, “Can

carefully examined the shattered remains of the phone before shaking his head regretfully. “I’m so sorry, Mr. Jenson. This phone is beyond repair. Even if I manage to fix the physical parts, recovering the contents would be extremely

“I don’t need you to fix the phone entirely. Just put the chip back together and connect it to

Owen nodded confidently.

will it take for

goes smoothly, I’d say about two

his imposing demeanor evident as he placed a blank check on Owen’s table. “I don’t care if you have to skip meals or burn the midnight oil, but I want it done

brightened at the sight of the blank check. “Don’t worry, Mr. Jenson. I’ll survive

and departed the basement

gazed out of the

would reach out, trying to catch the droplets and engaging