Wooing My ex-wife (Gwendolyn and Maverick) novel Chapter 226

“Hurry up and go. I’ve made her suffer so much in the past six months. I should give her something in return so I don’t feel too indebted to her.”

Nico hesitated to speak. You no longer owe Ms. Gwendolyn anything!

Nevertheless, Nico knew Cedrick loved Gwendolyn too much and would do everything he could to please her.

He’s expressing his love too humbly. Nico genuinely felt sorry for him, yet he was powerless to help.

…

When Gwendolyn woke up, the first thing she did was check her body for any visible hickeys.

The cotton quilt was neatly folded on the small couch.

It seemed Cedrick didn’t take advantage of her last night.

He was even willing to sleep on the couch. She realized he was quite a decent man, unlike the rumors she had heard about him.

Gwendolyn remembered everything that happened before she got drunk and passed out last night, but because of the effect of alcohol, her mind felt fuzzy.

The matter related to Cedrick was too peculiar. She reckoned she needed to investigate further.

When Gwendolyn learned Valentino had invited her for breakfast, she intended to refuse initially, but recalling Cedrick’s matter, she thought it would be best for her to go.

At the dining table, Gwendolyn chatted with Valentino, “Old Mr. Jenson, I heard Mr. Jenson came back only half a year ago. I met him in person last night. He’s quite handsome, but why are there rumors that he looks hideous?”

Valentino replied without the slightest change in his expression, “Since he gained a foothold in Salinsburgh, too many socialites approached and offered themselves to him. He didn’t like that, so he deliberately spread the rumor.”

“I see.” Gwendolyn smiled and probed further, “Has he always looked like this?”

“Of course.” He gave her a puzzled look, his wrinkled face expressing genuine confusion.

Gwendolyn’s grin widened. “I just thought that since Mr. Jenson is so good-looking, I wanted to see if there were any old photos of him.”

“I’m afraid there aren’t any. He hates being photographed.”

Does he hate being photographed? That’s somewhat similar to Maverick. Subsequently, she fell silent and continued eating her breakfast.

On the way home, Gwendolyn was reminded of the words Triss told her at The Honey Bee.

Triss said, “Cedrick is quite pitiful. He returned from carrying out a mission in the army half a year ago, covered in blood and badly wounded. I heard he was coughing up blood every day. Grandpa was petrified to see him like that.”

Maverick passed away six months ago, and Cedrick returned home, scarred and battered, also half a year ago. Is there a connection between the two events?

To resolve her doubts, she made a call to Triss.

“I can’t believe you took the initiative to contact me, Gwendolyn. I’m really flattered!”

Wearing a solemn expression, Gwendolyn asked, “Triss, I’m calling you today mainly to ask about Cedrick.”

“Wow!” Triss exclaimed with a meaningful tone. “I understand, Gwendolyn. What do you want to know about Cedrick? I’ll tell you everything I know!”

“When did Cedrick return to the Jenson residence half a year ago?”

Triss, on the other end of the line, contemplated for a moment. “It’s been quite some time. I can’t remember clearly.”

“In that case, do you notice anything different about the current Cedrick?”

“Not really. Cedrick was sent to the army at a young age and rarely returned home, especially after he turned fifteen. He didn’t come back until half a year ago.”

Asher replied, “No. Even the best medication won’t allow the skin to recover to that extent. Why are you asking this? Are you hurt?”

She immediately shook her head. “That’s not it. I’m curious, so I’m just asking.”

“If you want the skin to recover entirely without any trace, I’m afraid plastic surgery, specifically a skin graft, is the only option. The country with the best technology worldwide is Hawen.”

Gwendolyn was quiet for a long while before she spoke solemnly. “Asher, do you know about my engagement to Cedrick?”

“Yes. What’s the matter?”

“Cedrick seems to be a member of the Federal Bureau of Investigation. Information about his whereabouts is very well guarded, so I can’t investigate from my side. But if it were you, could you find out any records of him traveling abroad in the past six months?”

Asher was confused. “Why do you suddenly want to check his travel records?”

She smiled. “I’m engaged to him, so I want to know more about him.”

Asher thought that was reasonable.

Although he had his doubts, he didn’t press further. “Sure, but it won’t be easy to investigate Cedrick’s itinerary. I’ll need some time.”

“How long do you need?”

“At the earliest, tomorrow afternoon.”

…

Gwendolyn stayed awake the entire night.

She hadn’t been getting quality rest over the past six months; however, during the recent two nights she spent alone with Cedrick, she slept surprisingly well that she almost didn’t wake up for the entire night. Perhaps by tomorrow, all my doubts will be cleared.