Wooing My ex-wife (Gwendolyn and Maverick) novel Chapter 662

Chapter 662 Playing Along

Gwendolyn remained silent as she observed him.

Channing let out a sigh, his expression filled with a mixture of sorrow and helplessness.

Even though he was the boss of the black market, he still had to abide by his wife's strict rules after becoming a parent. He confessed, “To be honest, Mrs. Jenson, my wife is incredibly strict and fierce. Ever since we had a child, she has forbidden me from drinking or smoking. I'd be in big trouble if she ever found out. But given the nature of my work, it's inevitable that I indulge in these vices while entertaining guests. So I can only do it in secret, always having to take a bath outside before returning home to rid myself of any lingering odors.”

He laughed awkwardly, though a glimmer of appreciation gleamed in his eyes.

Despite his complaints, it was evident that he felt blessed to have a wife who cared for his well-being.

Gwendolyn couldn't help but be reminded of Cedrick, whom she had also forbidden from smoking and consuming alcohol to safeguard their baby's health.

She couldn't help but wonder if Cedrick had been drinking alcohol and smoking behind her back.

However, she quickly dismissed the thought with a smile, knowing that Cedrick would never dare defy her.

Compared to Channing, he was much more honest and deeply committed to their family.

Gwendolyn pushed aside her musings and responded with a warm smile, “Yes, I understand the challenges of balancing work and family, Mr. Kron. One can never be too careful when there's a baby at home.”

Channing wasn't certain if Gwendolyn had fully bought into his story, but he proceeded to show her photos of his child on his phone. “Mrs. Jenson, I truly didn't mean any harm to your child by resorting to such extreme measures. I only did it out of desperation. Please believe me.”

Gwendolyn accepted his phone and began scrolling through the gallery, seeing pictures of Channing's family as well as intimate moments between him and his child.

She proceeded to tap on the top right corner of the screen to view the photo details and confirmed that they were recent and unaltered.

“All right, I believe you, Mr. Kron.”

Just as Gwendolyn finished speaking, the dogs outside the villa began barking furiously.

Surprised, she asked, “Do you have dogs?”

Channing was equally taken aback. “No, this is a private villa located in the woods. My wife and I only visit occasionally during the summer or vacations. We don't even have a caretaker, let alone dogs here.”

Realization dawned on Gwendolyn, causing her face to pale. “Oh no, it must be my husband.”

Channing's face mirrored her worry. “Mr. Jenson? His dog sounds aggressive. I hope he isn't here to tear the villa down.”

Without wasting another moment, Gwendolyn swiftly rose from her seat and made her way to the door, with Channing and his suited bodyguards following closely behind.

She peered through the metal grille across the garden and saw Cedrick, whose face was filled with anger.

Contrary to his typical military attire, he appeared clean and well-groomed in a casual and simple outfit.

The four bodyguards who had been stationed at the entrance of Channing's villa now lay defeated, their hands cuffed, as they turned to Channing for assistance. “They were too fast, Mr. Kron. We didn't stand a chance. They took us down in just a few moves...”

“I can see that,” Channing sneered, leaving his bodyguards at a loss for words.

He then directed a look at his bodyguards and stated, “It's an honor to have Mr. Jenson visit us. Open the gates immediately.”

As the metal gates swung open, Gwendolyn swiftly approached Cedrick, calling out, “Hubby!”

Cedrick anxiously scanned her to make sure she was unharmed.

“I'm fine. Mr. Kron simply wanted to collaborate with the military to uncover the mastermind behind the milk powder case. Unfortunately, his methods were a bit too extreme,” Gwendolyn explained.

Cedrick remained silent, clearly displeased with her putting herself at risk.

“You're quite quick, Mr. Jenson. I was just about to call you after explaining the situation to Mrs. Jenson. Would you like to join us for tea?” Channing offered.

Cedrick's gaze darkened as he held onto Gwendolyn's hand tightly, seeking comfort and security in her presence and the warmth of her touch.