Wooing My ex-wife (Gwendolyn and Maverick) novel Chapter 212

“Sheralyn has become much more well-behaved during this period. I’ve let her join Wright Construction Group so she can start learning. While you gave me the company shares, I don’t have the energy to helm it anymore. Once she can handle the company matters alone, I’ll slowly step away. It’s been so boring without you flirting with me every day, Mavy. Recently, I’ve been dreaming about you. In those dreams, you tell me you aren’t dead yet, that you purposefully lied to me to see if I truly love you. If only that were true,” she muttered softly as tears streamed down her cheeks.Closing her eyes, she wrapped her arms around the tombstone as though she was hugging his waist and sleeping in his embrace.

Quinton and William were asked by Gwendolyn to wait at a gazebo fifty meters away from the cemetery. Therefore, they couldn’t see what was happening inside.

They had waited for an hour, but she still hadn’t left.

Unable to stifle his worry any longer, William bolted into the cemetery.

More than a dozen steps later, he was taken aback by the scene before him.

Gwendolyn was lying against the tombstone, looking as if she had fallen asleep.

As she didn’t have an umbrella, her head and body were covered in snow, making her look tragically beautiful instead of wretched.

William was aware of how Gwendolyn had always loved Maverick, even if she insisted otherwise.

Unfortunately, Maverick was dead, so it didn’t matter what she said anymore.

Nico was gone, too. Before he left, he bade the bodyguards goodbye, saying he likely wouldn’t return to Fairlake again.

Sighing, William reminisced about the time they spent together playing poker.

Upon pushing his thoughts aside, he trotted toward Gwendolyn with an umbrella and wiped the unmelted snowflakes on her body away. “It’s getting late, Ms. Harris. We should return home. Don’t you need to check up on Ms. Wright’s work progress later in the afternoon?”

Wordlessly, Gwendolyn opened her eyes and left the cemetery.

Upon returning to Wright Construction Group, she saw Sheralyn already waiting in her office.

Before sitting in her chair, Gwendolyn swiftly removed her fur coat as the heater in the office was turned on.

Sheralyn fearfully delivered the business proposal she had spent all night writing to Gwendolyn.

Expressionlessly, Gwendolyn accepted the proposal and read through it carefully. Occasionally, she’d circle something on the paper with a red pen while cruelly judging Sheralyn’s work. “This is wrong. This sentence is too confusing and incoherent. I mentioned before these proposals must be written concisely and be easily understood. There are a few wrong words here and here. Whenever you finish writing, you need to check it multiple times instead of being cursory…”

The more Sheralyn listened to Gwendolyn’s critique, the more awful she felt.

Pouting, she stretched her opened palms toward Gwendolyn. “I get it. I’ll be careful next time. Go ahead and hit me.”

In response, Gwendolyn stared at her with great intrigue.

Sheralyn lowered her head, staring at her toes, and gulped anxiously. When she heard Gwendolyn opening a drawer, her body stiffened, and she closed her eyes, waiting for the immense pain to arrive.

However, it never did.

Puzzled, she opened her eyes and saw Gwendolyn had placed a chocolate candy in her hand.

“This is your first time proactively accepting your punishment, so instead of hitting you, I’ve decided to reward your good behavior today,” explained Gwendolyn.

“Really?” Sheralyn was overjoyed to hear she wouldn’t be punished. As she peered at Gwendolyn, she found the latter less irritating. “Thank you, Gwendolyn! You’re the best! I’ll be sure to learn well!”

“Mhm, you may leave now.”

Elated, Sheralyn left with the candy.

As Gwendolyn stared at Sheralyn’s back, she shook her head resignedly. Honestly, I have no experience I can draw from to educate Sheralyn, considering I’ve never raised a child before and am the youngest in my family. Although, that doesn’t mean I’ve never seen how others have done it. I think this is how Treyton guided me in the past. Not too strict, but not too lenient as well. Punish first, then reward. It’s best to strike a perfect balance between being stern and kind.

Two months later, Sheralyn had made significant progress. She didn’t learn that quickly, but she was focused.

When Gwendolyn checked Sheralyn’s business proposal, she couldn’t spot any mistakes. Contented, Gwendolyn suggested, “Well done. Next time, I’ll hand a project to you. Try doing it alone.”