Wooing My ex-wife (Gwendolyn and Maverick) novel Chapter 649

Chapter 649 Tell Me The Truth

The cemetery?

Gwendolyn’s brows furrowed in skepticism as she stared intently at Cedrick’s handsome face.

Naturally, she knew exactly who was buried in Fairlake Cemetery. Back when she was unaware of Cedrick’s staged death, she had even lingered in Fairlake for six months, all for the sake of that tombstone.

Just when she was deep in thought, the man caressed her soft cheek with his large palm. With a slight smile on his face, he asked, “What’s on your mind, Darling?”

“I was just wondering… Are you planning to visit Maverick? And is there something about the Wright family that you’ve been keeping from me? Something that might be related to me?” Her voice carried a mix of intrigue and apprehension as she voiced her thoughts.

Cedrick gently traced the contours of her check with his slender fingers, his deep gaze obscuring any glimpse of his true thoughts, making it difficult for Gwendolyn to decipher his intentions.

With his usual soft and caring tone, he replied, “I noticed you didn’t eat much breakfast at the Wright residence, and your expression reveals a hint of melancholy. Turns out you’re thinking about this, huh, Gwenny? I suppose I can’t keep anything from my beloved wife. I must apologize for causing you distress and ruining your morning. It’s my fault for not considering how it would affect you,”

Gwendolyn gave his hand a light pat and playfully scolded, “Well, it’s good that you realized that. Honesty is essential in a marriage, you know. Now, be a good husband and confess everything to me.”

Cedrick took her hand and lowered his head with reverence before pressing a tender kiss on her palm.

“I intend to go to Fairlake Cemetery to reveal everything to you, but I hope you won’t be angry with me, Darling,” he said earnestly.

Gwendolyn chuckled, exuding a charming and forgiving demeanor. “It’s been so many years, so there’s no need to dwell on it. Besides, we have our children now, How could I ever abandon you and our little ones” over a petty disagreement?”

Cedrick nodded in agreement. “You’re right, Darling. It seems that I’ve let my thoughts get the better of

me.”

Twenty minutes later, a luxury car came to a stop outside Fairlake Cemetery.

Gwendolyn and Cedrick stepped out of the car and entered the nearby funeral shop, where they purchased two bouquets of white flowers separately.

The road leading to Mavericks’ resting place was a path Gwendolyn had trodden countless times before.

Every time she made this journey, a weight of sorrow would settle upon her heart.

However, now that she knew her loved one wasn’t resting beneath the tombstone, but standing beside her, her heart was filled with a serene calmness. Holding the bouquet of flowers in one hand, she reached out and clasped Cedrick’s hand with her other, their fingers intertwining tightly.

As they entered the cemetery, Gwendolyn’s instincts guided her directly to Maverick’s tombstone. It was almost as if she could find it with her eyes closed.

To her surprise, she noticed that the black and white photograph on the tombstone had been replaced

Gone was the face of Cedrick, with his solemn and aloof expression. Instead, the photograph was of a handsome and unfamiliar young man that Gwendolyn had never seen before.

Intrigued, she leaned in for a closer look. “During the six months I spent in Fairlake, I used to come here every two or three days, and the photo was of you. When was this changed?” She couldn’t help but feel perplexed. “If the photo had been replaced with Maverick’s image a long time ago, how could Sheralyn remain completely oblivious and not pay her respects at her own brother’s grave for a year and a half?”

Cedrick gently placed the bouquet of white flowers in front of the gravestone, offering a slight bow as a gesture of respect to the departed.

“Just last night, before going to sleep, I sent a message to Fairlake Police Station, asking them to change the photo on the gravestone.”

“You certainly wasted no time, huh?”

Cedrick’s gaze carried a hint of amusement. “Are you saying that you would prefer my photograph to remain on display here?”

Gwendolyn looked into his eyes, her tone turning serious when she said, “Don’t speak of such ominous things.”