Wooing My ex-wife (Gwendolyn and Maverick) novel Chapter 373

Cedrick agreed without hesitation. “Of course. It’s only right. I will marry Gwenny and take full responsibility!”

Kieran narrowed his eyes and gave the other man a scathing look. “Do you think everything will be solved if you just took responsibility?”

Gwendolyn knew her brother well enough.

He has a grudge against Cedrick. Knowing how vengeful he is, he’s not going to let it slide without teaching Cedrick a lesson he will never forget.

“I’m to blame too, Kieran,” she said hastily. “Ceddy had just recovered. Don’t torment him.”

Kieran was unmoved. “He wouldn’t learn to treasure you if I don’t teach him a lesson. Does he think that asking for your hand in marriage is all he needs to do to court the daughter of the Harris family?”

“Kieran…”

Gwendolyn took a step forward, but Cedrick stopped her. “I will do whatever you ask of me,” he said in a level voice. “Nothing is off limits!”

“Very well.”

Upon obtaining the man’s promise and regarding him with one last haughty glare, Kieran rose and turned to leave.

Gwendolyn called out to him nervously, “Does Asher know, Kieran? You didn’t tell him, did you?”

Kieran would not bear to hurt her, but it was Asher who had disciplined her ever since she was young; he would never let both her and Cedrick off the hook.

Pausing in his stride, Kieran said begrudgingly, “Own up on New Year’s Eve.”

Gwendolyn heaved a sigh of relief. Sounds like Asher doesn’t know yet.

Placating her racing heart, she was thankful that her legs would remain functional for another two days.

Noticing it all, Cedrick took her hand. “Are you that afraid of Asher?”

“He will blow his lid if he finds out. This isn’t some small matter, either. He will never forgive me, much less you.”

Cedrick stroked her hair and pulled her close to him. “Don’t worry. Nobody will harm a hair on your head with me around.”

“Don’t bother acting tough. Your fate will be worse than mine.” Gwendolyn’s brows creased. Her expression was taut with unease. “It can’t let it come to that. I’ll think of something to help Asher get over it as quickly as possible.”

At long last, New Year’s Eve finally arrived.

That noon, Gwendolyn, Cedrick, and Nico went to Valentino’s house for lunch.

Later that day at night, Cedrick prepared some exquisitely boxed gifts and, together with Gwendolyn, ascended Mount Tranquil straight up to Marcus’ villa at the peak.

It was lively in the villa.

Lorelai, Asher, Sienna, Kieran, and Treyton were there.

Cedrick did not have a mask on this time when he arrived at the Harris residence with Gwendolyn. Thus, Lorelai was struck dumb when she saw him.

“You’re so handsome, Mr. Jenson! It appears that the rumors are false!”

Cedrick remained willfully silent.

With a sneer, Gwendolyn cast Lorelai a scathing look. “Of course, the rumors do not hold a candle against the real thing. Those feeding off the rumors must be feeling awful now that they see Ceddy’s face, I’m sure.”

Lorelai shot her stepdaughter a fierce glare. She did feel awful, as though she had swallowed ten lemons in a row. Her chest was heaving as though it was going to explode.

As it was New Year’s Eve, Marcus had warned Lorelai ahead of time to behave herself as Gwendolyn, her fiancé, and her brothers were coming home, and that she would not win an argument against Gwendolyn.

At the unpleasant reminder, Lorelai scoffed imperiously, rolled her eyes, and turned to leave.

Gwendolyn did not deign to spare the woman another glance. Instead, she dragged Cedrick into the villa.

Upon crossing the threshold, Sienna dragged Gwendolyn over to do some crafts while Treyton marched Cedrick out to light some fireworks.

Marcus cleared his throat. His stentorian voice drew the spotlight back to him.

“This is a joyous occasion indeed. I will have a grandchild in my arms in a matter of months! Well done, Honey! Asher, on the other hand, can’t even get Sienna pregnant after all this time. You are the one who deserves to be told off!”

Sienna flushed crimson and hung her head in embarrassment.

Asher did not say much else as he could not confront Gwendolyn in front of their father.

After subduing his eldest son, Marcus turned to regard Kieran and Treyton. “And you two. Still no wives! When can hold my grandchildren? You two aren’t even trying.”

The brothers hung their heads and continued eating in silence.

Kieran had never planned to have a relationship. Cool and impassive, he did not let the admonishment bother him.

Meanwhile, Treyton had fought with Marcus over the matter of getting engaged to Eloise so hard that he still could not reason any matter with his father. Moreover, the party celebrating the Newton family reuniting with Jennifer would only be had later that year.

He decided to wait until the Newton family announced Jennifer’s identity before finding a way to appeal to Marcus for help in setting the engagement.

All of them seated at the table were preoccupied with their own problems.

In the ensuing silence, Cedrick turned to Marcus and continued, “I’m thinking of getting registered with Gwenny after New Year’s Day and bringing the wedding forward. The pregnancy, on the other hand, will be announced after the wedding.”

“Um… It’s indeed time to think about your wedding, but would it be too rushed to bring your wedding forward to sometime after New Year’s?”

Cedrick gave Gwendolyn’s hand a squeeze under the table. Though his scorching gaze was fixed on her, he was addressing Marcus with his words.

“Don’t worry, Mr. Marcus. I will concentrate all of my efforts on the wedding in the meantime, and not just because of the pregnancy. Instead, as we have rushed into the decision to get married, I will give Gwenny the best wedding I can.”

Marcus smiled proudly. “In that case, then—”

“I object,” a severe voice interrupted before he could finish.