Wooing My ex-wife (Gwendolyn and Maverick) novel Chapter 400

Standing by the door was Gwendolyn. She wore a gentle smile in spite of the fact that her chest rose and fell continuously—obvious signs she came over in a hurry.

Her sudden appearance stunned Valentino, but he said nothing in response.

David, on the other hand, immediately came to his senses and approached his father, pleading, “Dad, Ms. Harris is involved in this. Why don’t we hear her out? Maybe there’s more to this.”

Gwendolyn’s eyes crinkled in a sweet way, making an expression that many elders would find endearing.

After exchanging glances with her, Valentino agreed to stay.

Meanwhile, Cedrick, who was still kneeling in the middle of the ancestral hall, was uncertain whether he could survive the punishment.

He was focused on preparing himself for the excruciating pain his back would receive, so much so that he did not hear Gwendolyn’s voice at the door.

To his surprise, what fell on him after a long while were the shirt and coat he had removed earlier instead of the vicious whip.

A woman’s slender yet warm fingers could then be seen pulling the clothing tightly over his shoulders and covering his honey-colored muscular body.

Snapping out of his daze, Cedrick looked up and turned around to meet Gwendolyn’s starry gaze that was filled with displeasure.

“Why are you here?”

Swallowing her frustration, she helped him up and questioned, “Were you going to keep me in the dark like what you did in Fairlake if I didn’t show up?”

Cedrick hung his head in guilt, not knowing how to explain his intentions.

He just did not want her to worry.

After all, the issue with the shares would be settled when the beating was over.

Moreover, he did not want to cause her more trouble when she already had enough on her plate as it was.

Although Gwendolyn knew exactly what his thought process was, she could not help but get mad at him. She scolded him softly, “I can give you all the beating you want if you like getting beaten up that much, but no one can lay a finger on you other than me.”

Cedrick merely kept his head hung low in silence.

Annoyed by his lack of response, Gwendolyn pinched his waist hard. “Did you hear what I said?”

A sharp pain spread over his skin, causing him to inhale sharply and furrow his brows. At the same time, he nodded in response.

“Put them on,” urged Gwendolyn. As she massaged the affected area, she threw him a warning look as if to say, “Don’t randomly strip yourself naked. Do you have no shame?”

Their interaction sent a warm feeling into Valentino’s heart. In fact, his tone had become softer when he spoke again.

“Gwendolyn, how do you plan to explain the matter on Ced’s behalf today?”

Smiling politely, Gwendolyn fished out a test result from her bag and said, “I think things will clear up when you see this, Old Mr. Jenson.”

Having already returned the whip to the box, Logan quickly took the paper from Gwendolyn and handed it to Valentino.

After giving Gwendolyn a suspicious look, Valentino put on his reading glasses and pored over the contents. Tears began welling up in his eyes as a look of surprise appeared on his face.

“You’re pregnant? And you have not one, but two babies?”

The excitement in his tone was unmistakable, and he immediately burst into hearty laughter.

All the fury he felt minutes ago vanished the moment he learned about his great-grandchildren’s existence.

Logan joined in, “You’re incredible, Mr. Cedrick! Old Mr. Jenson, you’ll be getting two great-grandchildren in a few months!”