Wooing My ex-wife (Gwendolyn and Maverick) novel Chapter 510

She looked up at Cedrick, utterly puzzled.

“Hubby?”

Cedrick's face grew serious. It was clear that jealousy was in the air.

“Don't you plan on explaining what happened in the nursery with Charles?”

“Huh?” Gwendolyn stared at him in confusion. “What is there to explain?”

Cedrick took a deep breath. A lump was forming in his throat, and his eyes reddened. “You and Charles were alone in a room laughing and joking. Gwendo—”

He was about to say her full name, but he stopped just in time.

He had learned from past arguments that calling her by her full name never ended well for him, so he chose a different method to approach the matter.

“Gwenny, you're a married woman. How could you spend time alone with a single man? Did you two... Did he do anything inappropriate to you? Did he touch your hand?”

Despite his cold and serious tone, Cedrick's use of an endearment softened his delivery. Rather than conveying menace, his words carried a sense of a fatherly lecture, as if he were earnestly speaking to his daughter.

Gwendolyn remained silent, feeling speechless.

Even after they had children together, why was he still so jealous?

“What do you mean by ‘alone in a room’? Did you forget about our kids? Benny and Zendy were in the room, weren't they?” refuted Gwendolyn.

Cedrick's frustration grew evident as he replied, “They're just babies, Gwendolyn. They don't understand what's going on. Even if you and Charles engaged in intimate acts right under their innocent gazes, they wouldn't be able to object or comprehend it.”

Gwendolyn's gaze turned icy as she locked eyes with him, a surge of anger welling up within her and a chilling sense of disappointment settling in her heart.

“Cedrick, after everything we've been through, how can you still doubt my loyalty to you? And to use the term ‘intimate acts’ in such a derogatory way, how could you say such things?”

As her eyes welled up with tears, Gwendolyn turned away from the man, choosing to ignore him.

Cedrick immediately noticed the sadness in Gwendolyn's eyes. He had prepared a set of questions and words to confront her before her shower.

However, as he witnessed Gwendolyn becoming increasingly downcast, Cedrick found himself at a loss for words.

“I'm sorry, Gwendolyn. It's not that | don’t trust you. It's just... | find it difficult to trust Charles. He was my love rival before, and those feelings of rivalry still linger within me. It's challenging for me to feel at ease knowing that my wife is alone in a room with him.”

“At the end of the day, you still don't believe me,” she said, her words laden with disappointment. She then turned sideways, continuing to avoid looking at the man.

Cedrick sat beside her, cautiously reaching out to hold her hand.

“Darling, | really do trust you. Please, just tell me what went on between you and Charles while you were both in the nursery, and | promise to believe every single word you say.”

Gwendolyn mercilessly withdrew her hand and let out a scoff.

“The fact that you demand an account of every word and action already reveals your lack of trust in me.”

“Darling...”

Cedrick gazed at Gwendolyn's pouting face, sensing the need fora different approach. He let out a silent sigh, reaching for a long ruler on the bedside table and placing it in her hand. Then, he began to discuss with her, his voice gentle and patient.

“How about this? I'll let you do whatever you want to me if you explain everything that happened. | promise | won't put up a fight no matter what you do.”

“You won't put up a fight no matter what?” she repeated.

“That's right.”

With an arched eyebrow and a mischievous glint in her eyes, Gwendolyn lifted her chin slightly and took on the man's offer, saying, “You were being unreasonable and jealous without cause, so if | were to playfully spank your butt, you're telling me you wouldn't resist at all?”

Cedrick was rendered speechless by her response, feeling conflicted in the inside.

Does it have to be such a humiliating punishment? | guess letting my wife spank me a couple of times on the butt isn't that big of a deal...

At that thought, he uttered through gritted teeth, “Not at all.”

Gwendolyn's mischievous thoughts took shape. She then laid out the details, as per his request. “All right then. | shall clarify for you.

Charles and | were simply entertaining Benny and Zendy with some toys. We didn't even touch each other by the hair, not even once. As for our conversation, it was nothing more than casual chatter. He asked about recent events and we briefly discussed the time when my father passed away. That's all there was to it.”

Cedrick listened attentively. “Is that all?”

“That's all.” Gwendolyn raised her voice, placing emphasis on her next words. “Don't you believe me?”

“No, | believe you.”

Cedrick obediently moved to the bed and knelt down as if he were prepared to accept his wife's punishment.

Gwendolyn let out a playful chuckle as she fixed her gaze on Cedrick, a fierce glint in her eyes. “Don't think that Ill let you off easily with just a few smacks tonight.”

The man merely hung his head without responding to that.

Gwendolyn then rose to her feet and tapped the collar of Cedrick's neat shirt with the ruler in her hand. “Take everything off.”

Cedrick's nimble fingers skillfully unbuttoned his suit, followed by his shirt, revealing his well-defined physique underneath.