Wooing My ex-wife (Gwendolyn and Maverick)
Chapter 222

Nonsense! I can never force Gwendolyn to do anything unless she volunteered to do it. Besides, she's the one who got violent last night! Cedrick's lower back was still aching from last night's beating. I'm not going to suffer alone.

Glaring at Nico, Cedrick said, "Each word you said earlier will cost you a month of salary. Do the math on your own."

"Huh?"

The unforeseen disaster filled Nico with despair.

I said so many words just now. Does that mean I won't get paid for many years? What a heartless and unreasonable boss!

He fell into despair and stood transfixed for a while.

Meanwhile, Cedrick smirked and turned around to leave. Although his body ached, he walked swiftly while humming as if he was in a good mood.

Nico ran after him and cried, "Boss! I was wrong! Please give me a chance!"

It had been so long since Gwendolyn slept so well.

In fact, she did not wake up until her phone rang at nine-thirty in the morning.

"Honey, I've already taught her a lesson about what happened last night. It won't happen again. Please come back to the villa tonight. Your party's the day after tomorrow. You need to get ready-" Marcus coughed before he could end his sentence, and that grabbed Gwendolyn's attention.

Gwendolyn who was still in a daze thought about it before saying, "Okay."

"Come back early tonight when you've finished your work, okay? You need to try on your gown."

"Okay."

Upon hanging up, she turned around to continue sleeping. However, her mind was slowly starting to clear up.

I went to The Honey Bee for a drink instead of going back to the Harris residence last night. So, how did I end up in this bed?

Instantly, she sat upright and turned her head to see broken pieces of a vase scattered on the ground near the bedside table. Perplexed, she quickly gave William and Quinton a call.

The two had been guarding the door after Cedrick left. As soon as they received Gwendolyn's call, they rushed into the room.

Gwendolyn had too much to drink last night that she could not remember what happened. "Who sent me to the hotel last night?"

"It was Mr. Jenson. He even took care of you the entire night."

Gwendolyn's brows tightened into a frown as she quickly examined her body. Only when she realized she was fine did she let out a sigh of relief.

Good thing Cedrick didn't do anything to me. Otherwise, I will show up at the Jenson residence with a knife to slaughter him. Then again, if nothing happened last night, why are there broken pieces on the floor?

She did not remember fighting Cedrick. All she remembered was having a sweet dream about Maverick last night. She even kissed and hugged him in the dream.

Alas, neither William nor Quinton knew anything. Looks like I'll have to ask Cedrick to replace out what happened.

Gwendolyn said, "William, go to the Jenson residence to look for Cedrick. Tell him I want to talk to him face to face."

"Understood, Ms. Shalders." With that, William went out to carry out the orders.

"Quinton, tell the hotel manager I'll pay for the broken vase at its original price."

"All right."

It just so happened that the hotel manager and a server arrived with a trolley and were about to knock on the door when Quinton turned around to open it.

Having heard Gwendolyn's words, the hotel manager smiled politely. "You're too kind, Ms. Shalders. Mr. Jenson has already paid for the vase."

In fact, Cedrick paid ten times the amount as a suggestion for the hotel to remove all decorations except for the tissues from the bedside table in the guest rooms.

The thought of that made the manager smile brighter. He then stepped aside to reveal the custom-made food on the trolley.

"Not only that, Mr. Jenson even ordered breakfast for you. These are made on the spot by our five-star chef. Why don't you try them, Ms. Shalders?"

At the same time, the server was transferring the breakfast to the suite's table until there was no space left.

Gwendolyn pursed her lips in silence as she scanned the breakfast on the table.

Could Cedrick really be so attentive? Why do I feel like he has a motive? Did he actually have sex with me last night?

At that thought, Gwendolyn slipped her hand under the covers and quietly examined herself again to confirm that she was not in pain or injured.

Unable to replace a breakthrough, she had no choice but to ask the hotel manager, "I just got back to Salinsburgh, and I'm not familiar with Mr. Jenson. Do you know what he looks like?"

The manager shook his head. "Ordinary people like us aren't worthy of seeing his real face. He usually wears a mask when he goes out. Then again, I've seen his back before. He's tall and exudes an incredible aura. I guess he has a handsome face."

Gwendolyn said nothing in response.

It looks like I have to meet Cedrick in person to get to the bottom of this.

Gwendolyn did not take a single bite out of the breakfast Cedrick had ordered for her. Instead, she washed up and left the hotel to supervise the construction of Angle Corporation.

It was not until the afternoon did William rush back. "Ms. Shalders, I've visited the Jenson residence. Mr. Jenson isn't there."

"What about Jenson Group?"

"I've asked the employees, too. He's not there either."

Very well. We'll just keep trying tomorrow and the days after that. He'll be there one day, anyway.

Hence, she made William go looking for Cedrick for two days straight. She even sent people to stand guard outside the Jenson residence and Jenson Group. Still, Cedrick was nowhere to be seen. The situation confused Gwendolyn. Is he hiding from me on purpose? Why is he doing that?

Just like that, two days went by peacefully. Soon, it was the night of the party.

The party was held at Marcus' villa. It was a grand party, so much so that all the major business figures and influential people of Salinsburgh were present.

Gwendolyn was getting her makeup touched up in the room two hours before the start of the party.

Hanging in the corner of the room was a gorgeous custom-made gown designed by Ms. Z. It was an expensive outfit. The gown fluttered as Gwendolyn walked, making her look like a fairy.

Just then, Ezra gently knocked on the door and reported softly into her ears. "Ms. Gwendolyn, Mr. Jenson hasn't returned until now. Apparently, he's carrying out a mission and won't be returning tonight. Mr. Marcus says he's going to announce the wedding later tonight. What if you get laughed at when Mr. Jenson doesn't show up tonight?"

Gwendolyn was unfazed.

She did not care about all those things. After all, she was already planning to cancel the marriage arrangement.

"It's fine. I still have my dad. They won't gossip even if Cedrick doesn't show up today."

It's just that Cedrick is being a little too obvious in avoiding me.

While pondering about it carefully, she put down her applicator to hear a housekeeper knock on the door and say, "Ms. Gwendolyn, Old Mr. Jenson's here. He wants to see you in private and is waiting for you in the side hall."

"All right."

It was best to not keep Valentino waiting for long. After all, he was an elder. Thus, Gwendolyn changed into her gown and headed to the side hall.

"Hello, Old Mr. Jenson. My father has specially prepared coffee for you when he heard you were coming," she greeted the old man in a sweet and polite manner.

Valentino put his coffee cup down, surprised to see Gwendolyn.

"Come closer, child. Let me have a good look at you."

Smiling,

Although

Satisfied

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