Wooing My Ex-Wife by Mr. Adeel

Smoking?

He just got the punishment, and it was still hurting. How would he smoke?

Cedrick sighed and gave Gwendolyn a reassuring look.

Once Cedrick had left, the two kids wrapped their arms around Gwendolyn so tightly and refused to let go.

“Mommy! Mommy! How did Daddy find you?” Zendaya looked at Gwendolyn with her big eyes as she blinked them and asked.

Benedict said, “Daddy said Mommy was busy with something at the Harris residence. But that day, I overheard the conversation between Daddy and Uncle Nico, and I knew Mommy was missing.”

As Zendaya heard her brother recounting the incident, it reminded her of something important.

Oh yes, I need to complain about Daddy!

“Mommy, do you know that Daddy was so arrogant recently? He didn’t come to see Zendy for days! In addition, Benny and I saw Daddy smoking and drinking in the office! Daddy did not behave. Mommy, you should beat him!” Zendaya said.

Gwendolyn chuckled and gently pinched her little cheeks. “If your daddy were to hear you tattling, you’d probably get a beating first.”

Zendaya’s face changed, and she snuggled back into Gwendolyn’s embrace. “Zendy is not afraid! Mommy will protect Zendy! Daddy can’t beat me. He’s the one who should be punished first!”

Gwendolyn stifled a laugh.

After Gwendolyn’s arrival, the ward was filled with laughter. The two kids’ sad mood was lifted, and everyone became cheerful.

Cedrick walked out of the lab and went to meet Megan.

Megan was staying in a high-end hotel under the Jenson Group.

There were police officers and bodyguards stationed downstairs, as well as the entrance to the room. The hotel turned down the other guests for the night and accommodated only Megan. It was at its maximum security and even an ant could not sneak in.

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photos were taken inside the shack by Swain. Well over a hundred photos, and left no

were the ones revealing gold bars under the tiles

the market, and they are worth about two million. Besides the bag of gold bars you mentioned,

with his brows slightly furrowed. As he slid his fingertips across the tablet, he went through

this little shack already owned ten large

you find any information

portraits in the bedroom drawer. It seems like they were taken with her husband and son.

slide through the

Megan’s son passed away many years ago. Since then, she and her

and only returning once a year for Christmas were all lies. Her son had passed away long ago, and she had been separated from her husband due to a troubled relationship for many years. She

a portrait on the tablet showing

portrait was aged and faded around its edges. It seemed like it had been stored away and not taken out

side with her husband. She had a smile on her face and held her son in her arms. Her

the portrait, and his face

his height, he appeared to be around seven or

the tablet, zooming in on the picture and carefully

to find out when Megan’s son passed away and the cause of his death?”

“Since they lived in the mountains, her son

records, it is impossible to find any information

a stronger suspicion that something was amiss. “Did you find her

his head once again. “Graveyards in rural areas usually don’t have names. Therefore, we won’t be able to find it. I’m

and continued to browse through

who guarded the hotel room came downstairs. “Mr. Jenson, Megan didn’t want to stay any longer. She insisted on leaving,

became more agitated and was losing it. The police officers feared that she might cause a scene, so they had no choice

narrowing his eyes. He turned off the tablet and handed it to Swain. Then, he

escorted

the hallway, they could hear Megan’s high-pitched voice shouting with a