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.

rules and smoked. I deserve to be punished by you.

to let go of all the heartache he had been suppressing since

stand tall in the face of adversity

rain outside masked his

his cigarette before

from reaching him, Cedrick reached into the drawer and retrieved another phone, dialing the number he

as before, telling him that the number

fact that Gwendolyn’s phone was still switched

mind. There were no signs of a

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

where the car had landed, there was no trace of blood or any

potential clues, leaving Cedrick haunted by the uncertainty and dangers his wife

photos captured by the surveillance

walked out of the

been severely damaged, smashed

up hope. Leaving the Federal Bureau of Investigation behind, he set off to

plastic bag to Owen, Cedrick asked, “Can you fix

sorry, Mr. Jenson. This phone is beyond repair. Even if I

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

request, Owen nodded confidently. “That’s

will it take for you

everything goes smoothly, I’d

he placed a blank check on Owen’s table. “I don’t care if you have to

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

contact number and departed the basement at

in the laboratory’s ward, Zendaya gazed out of the window, her eyes fixated on the falling

and then, she would reach out, trying to catch the droplets and engaging in