Wooing My ex-wife (Gwendolyn and Maverick) novel Chapter 322

Chapter 322 Not The Grilled Meat I Think 

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“Didn’t I send you a text saying that I will be eating out and coming back late tonight? Why did you come looking for me?” 

Cedrick frowned unhappily. “I feel restless because I haven’t seen you the whole day. When I finally make it through the day, it feels unbearable to even waste a single minute.” 

Gwendolyn couldn’t help blushing in front of Jasmine and Triss. After struggling briefly, she whispered, “You… Put me down first…” 

Cedrick tightened his grip on her as he leaned closer to her ear and spoke in a voice that was only audible to them. “Don’t forget our pact, Gwenny.” 

They had agreed that Gwendolyn would try her best to act as if she obeyed him fully when in public. 

However, she would have complete authority once they went home. 

Gwendolyn immediately stopped struggling. “I haven’t eaten enough yet. You said you will grill meat for me at home. What kind of meat?” she asked softly. 

Cedrick raised an eyebrow and smirked. “What do you think?“. 

This expression… 

Is it not the grilled meat I think it is? 

Although Jasmine and Triss, who were relatively young, couldn’t understand what the two of them were saying, they looked at them with envy as they engaged in intimate whispers and affectionate gestures. 

All of a sudden, the grilled meat in the bowl didn’t seem as appetizing anymore! 

Gwendolyn’s ears turned red from embarrassment as she bid them farewell. “You two take your time. I’ll leave my card at the front desk to settle the bill. Feel free to order whatever else you want. I’ll leave first!” 

“Hurry up and go!” Jasmine said with a slightly jealous expression, “If you don’t leave now, Triss and I will soon lose our appetite. Even the meat in the bowl is getting tasteless!” 

Cedrick’s smirked as he looked at Gwendolyn in his arms. “Did you hear that? They’re asking us not to disturb them from eating. Let’s go home!” 

After carrying Gwendolyn out of the restaurant, Cedrick ordered Elven to drive her car back while she went back with him in his car. 

On the way back, Cedrick told Gwendolyn about his encounter with Sherman in the corridor. 

“Sherman wanted to poison me?” 

After listening to the whole story, Gwendolyn still found it somewhat unbelievable. “I think I have a good understanding of his personality. After all, I’ve known him for so many years. He doesn’t seem like the kind of person who will do such a foolish thing.” 

Besides, now that Eloise was in prison, the Ferguson family relied solely on him. Regardless of the outcome, he would be ruining himself by doing that. 

Why will he attempt something like this at the cost of self–destruction? He can’t be so irrational. 

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Unless… 

“Unless someone is trying to convince him to do it. This person must have promised him something. Otherwise, it wouldn’t be possible for him to take such a desperate measure.” 

Sherman nodded. “I’ll have Nico investigate this. How do you want to handle the mess with the Ferguson family? 

Feeling a little tired from the recent events, Gwendolyn rubbed her temples as she replied casually, “Sherman.will be charged with attempted murder if he’s arrested. Just go with the normal sentence. As for the matters related to the Ferguson family, you can handle them as you see fit.” 

She didn’t have the energy to deal with those matters anymore. Right now, her only focus was to resolve the matter with Charles as soon as possible. 

At the thought of it, Gwendolyn asked, “How is your health recently? Are you feeling okay? Do you need me to make time and accompany you to the laboratory for another checkup?” 

“There’s no need to.” 

Cedrick’s response was straightforward. 

He gripped the steering wheel with his bony fingers as his dark black eyes focused on the road ahead. The yellowish glow from the street lights illuminated his handsome face. 

Lately, he would face temporary vision loss once a day. It would occur at any given time without any pattern, and the blackout was becoming longer every time. 

He didn’t know when he would completely lose his sight. For all he knew, it could be the next day… 

If he told Gwendolyn about it, she would agree to Charles‘ conditions no matter how outrageous they were just to cure him. 

Therefore, he would rather die than let it happen. 

“Ceddy?” Gwendolyn murmured as she caressed his face with her hand gently upon noticing him being lost in his thoughts. “What are you thinking about?” 

With one hand controlling the steering wheel, Cedrick held Gwendolyn’s hand with another. Entwining his fingers with hers, he replied, “I was thinking about how I’ll eat you when we get back. Grilled, steamed, or boiled?” 

Gwendolyn blushed shyly at once. 

Fortunately, Nico had gone after Sherman. With Cedrick driving personally, there were only two of them in the car. Otherwise, she would be too shy to face anyone. 

Cedrick’s lips curled into a mischievous smile. “Do you know what’s the cutest thing about you, Gwenny? No matter how many times we’ve had sex, you blush shyly whenever I bring it up.” 

“You think I’m as shameless as you?” Gwendolyn huffed arrogantly as she averted her gaze to the window. 

The atmosphere inside the car relaxed. 

Upon returning to Harrick Villa, an intimate night began for both Cedrick and Gwendolyn. 

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On the same night, however, Eloise was not faring well in the women’s prison at Salinsburgh. 

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Everyone was asleep except for Eloise, who was locked in a completely dark solitary confinement cell. The floor was wet, and the cell was freezing cold. 

Unable to sleep, she could only curl up and squat down in a corner. As time passed, her legs became numb. 

However, she was determined not to lie down and sleep on the damp and muddy ground. 

There was no blanket in the cell, so she could only hug herself tightly to keep warm. The injuries on her body ached as well. 

Every day here felt like a nightmare to Eloise. 

During lunch that day, the prison bully deliberately harassed her by spitting into her food tray. She even shoved her to the ground and forced her to eat the food that was spat on. 

Eloise resisted firmly, but she ended up not only suffering a group beating but also receiving three–day solitary confinement as her punishment for wasting food. 

Feeling helpless, she hugged herself and sobbed quietly. Her eyes were swollen, but she wasn’t bothered to wipe them away because she was shivering uncontrollably from the cold. 

It had only been a few days into her imprisonment, and she had endured daily beatings, punishments, and forced labor. It was driving her to the brink of insanity! 

“I hate you, Gwendolyn Harris! I hate you so much! I ended up like this because of you! I hope you suffer a horrible death! I won’t let you off even when I’m dead! I will feast on your blood and your flesh! You b*tch! B*tch…” 

Eloise’s speech was slurred due to her swollen mouth from being beaten up, but she repeated her words. over and over again while gritting her teeth in fury. 

If it weren’t for the intense hatred and anger fueling her, she would have lost the will to live. 

Creak! 

The heavy iron door of the solitary confinement cell was opened, creating a particularly abrupt sound in the silent night.