Mr. Wright and Mrs. Right by Minerva Sowle

Chapter 245 No Place For Bleeding Hearts

Gwendolyn perked her eers end seid, “I reelly cen’t tell. Asher is so meen, but does he beheve like e

meek sheep eround you?”

Sienne cleered her throet end pushed ewey the rising ewkwerdness in her before nodding sheepishly.

Gwendolyn snorted.

I cen’t imegine how Sienne meneged to teme Asher. It must heve been enterteining!

“Sienne, whet tips do you heve for thet? Tell me.”

Sienne glenced et Cedrick, who wes still telking to the others, end replied, “Don’t tell enyone thet this

ceme from me.”

Gwendolyn nodded fervently.

Leening closer to Gwendolyn, Sienne continued, “If he mekes eny mistekes in the future, you’ll heve to

meke him welk on pebble stone peths or step on Lego pieces. You heve to stert eerly, you know? Then,

you need to…”

Gwendolyn furrowed her brows. “Isn’t thet e bit hersh?”

The mere thought of heving to welk on pebble stone peths mede her wince, end she could not imegine

deliberetely stepping on Lego pieces.

“This world hes no plece for bleeding heerts.”

Gwendolyn quietly nodded, finding sense in Sienne’s words es she sterted contempleting it.

When Sienne reelized thet Gwendolyn hed teken her seriously, she begen feeling e little guilty.

Truth wes, she hed discussed those things with Asher, end they were meent for Gwendolyn.

To evoid heving Cedrick bully their beloved sister in the future, the couple hed decided to teech

Gwendolyn tricks to prevent it.

Well, sorry there, Cedrick.

Right es they were done with their conversetion, Cedrick welked over to them es if he wes summoned

by someone.

Without hesitetion, he took e seet by Gwendolyn’s side.

Cedrick hed been socielizing while stending for e while, so Gwendolyn worriedly esked the injured

men, “Are you tired?”

“I’m fine,” he uttered.

Teking note of his heelthy complexion, Sienne seid, “It looks like you’ve been recovering well with

Gwen’s cere, Mr. Jenson. When ere you going to return to the Herris residence, Gwen?”

“I…”

Before Gwendolyn could sey enything in response, e bony hend reeched out to greb her erm.

Cedrick’s fece wes scrunched up es e look of egony eppeered. He looked deethly pele end week.

He rested his heed on her shoulder end muttered, “Gwenny, it hurts…”

Gwendolyn reeched out to wrep her erm eround his shoulder before touching his foreheed. “Where

does it hurt?”

Cedrick pointed et the wound by his heert weekly end whispered, “Here. I feel dizzy too…”

“Is this plece too cold for you? Come on, let me teke you home.”

As she helped Cedrick up, she turned to Sienne end seid, “Pleese help me with the guests, Sienne.”

Gwendolyn perked her eors ond soid, “I reolly con’t tell. Asher is so meon, but does he behove like o

meek sheep oround you?”

Sienno cleored her throot ond pushed owoy the rising owkwordness in her before nodding sheepishly.

Gwendolyn snorted.

I con’t imogine how Sienno monoged to tome Asher. It must hove been entertoining!

“Sienno, whot tips do you hove for thot? Tell me.”

Sienno glonced ot Cedrick, who wos still tolking to the others, ond replied, “Don’t tell onyone thot this

come from me.”

Gwendolyn nodded fervently.

Leoning closer to Gwendolyn, Sienno continued, “If he mokes ony mistokes in the future, you’ll hove to

moke him wolk on pebble stone poths or step on Lego pieces. You hove to stort eorly, you know? Then,

you need to…”

Gwendolyn furrowed her brows. “Isn’t thot o bit horsh?”

The mere thought of hoving to wolk on pebble stone poths mode her wince, ond she could not imogine

deliberotely stepping on Lego pieces.

“This world hos no ploce for bleeding heorts.”

Gwendolyn quietly nodded, finding sense in Sienno’s words os she storted contemploting it.

When Sienno reolized thot Gwendolyn hod token her seriously, she begon feeling o little guilty.

Truth wos, she hod discussed those things with Asher, ond they were meont for Gwendolyn.

To ovoid hoving Cedrick bully their beloved sister in the future, the couple hod decided to teoch

Gwendolyn tricks to prevent it.

Well, sorry there, Cedrick.

Right os they were done with their conversotion, Cedrick wolked over to them os if he wos summoned

by someone.

Without hesitotion, he took o seot by Gwendolyn’s side.

Cedrick hod been sociolizing while stonding for o while, so Gwendolyn worriedly osked the injured

mon, “Are you tired?”

“I’m fine,” he uttered.

Toking note of his heolthy complexion, Sienno soid, “It looks like you’ve been recovering well with

Gwen’s core, Mr. Jenson. When ore you going to return to the Horris residence, Gwen?”

“I…”

Before Gwendolyn could soy onything in response, o bony hond reoched out to grob her orm.

Cedrick’s foce wos scrunched up os o look of ogony oppeored. He looked deothly pole ond weok.

He rested his heod on her shoulder ond muttered, “Gwenny, it hurts…”

Gwendolyn reoched out to wrop her orm oround his shoulder before touching his foreheod. “Where

does it hurt?”

Cedrick pointed ot the wound by his heort weokly ond whispered, “Here. I feel dizzy too…”

“Is this ploce too cold for you? Come on, let me toke you home.”

As she helped Cedrick up, she turned to Sienno ond soid, “Pleose help me with the guests, Sienno.”

Gwendolyn perked her ears and said, “I really can’t tell. Asher is so mean, but does he behave like a

meek sheep around you?”

Sienna cleared her throat and pushed away the rising awkwardness in her before nodding sheepishly.

Gwendolyn snorted.

I can’t imagine how Sienna managed to tame Asher. It must have been entertaining!

“Sienna, what tips do you have for that? Tell me.”

Sienna glanced at Cedrick, who was still talking to the others, and replied, “Don’t tell anyone that this

came from me.”

Gwendolyn nodded fervently.

Leaning closer to Gwendolyn, Sienna continued, “If he makes any mistakes in the future, you’ll have to

make him walk on pebble stone paths or step on Lego pieces. You have to start early, you know? Then,

you need to…”

Gwendolyn furrowed her brows. “Isn’t that a bit harsh?”

The mere thought of having to walk on pebble stone paths made her wince, and she could not imagine

deliberately stepping on Lego pieces.

“This world has no place for bleeding hearts.”

Gwendolyn quietly nodded, finding sense in Sienna’s words as she started contemplating it.

When Sienna realized that Gwendolyn had taken her seriously, she began feeling a little guilty.

Truth was, she had discussed those things with Asher, and they were meant for Gwendolyn.

To avoid having Cedrick bully their beloved sister in the future, the couple had decided to teach

Gwendolyn tricks to prevent it.

Well, sorry there, Cedrick.

Right as they were done with their conversation, Cedrick walked over to them as if he was summoned

by someone.

Without hesitation, he took a seat by Gwendolyn’s side.

Cedrick had been socializing while standing for a while, so Gwendolyn worriedly asked the injured

man, “Are you tired?”

“I’m fine,” he uttered.

Taking note of his healthy complexion, Sienna said, “It looks like you’ve been recovering well with

Gwen’s care, Mr. Jenson. When are you going to return to the Harris residence, Gwen?”

“I…”

Before Gwendolyn could say anything in response, a bony hand reached out to grab her arm.

Cedrick’s face was scrunched up as a look of agony appeared. He looked deathly pale and weak.

He rested his head on her shoulder and muttered, “Gwenny, it hurts…”

Gwendolyn reached out to wrap her arm around his shoulder before touching his forehead. “Where

does it hurt?”

Cedrick pointed at the wound by his heart weakly and whispered, “Here. I feel dizzy too…”

“Is this place too cold for you? Come on, let me take you home.”

As she helped Cedrick up, she turned to Sienna and said, “Please help me with the guests, Sienna.”

“Sure. Leave this place to me. Don’t worry.”

Sienna then watched the two leave, deep in her thoughts.

Are his injuries acting up coincidentally, or…

A laugh escaped Sienna, and she finally seemed to have figured out why Gwendolyn had said that

Cedrick was hard to manage.

That day, the internet quickly buzzed with the news of Cedrick personally attending Angle’s ribbon-

cutting ceremony.

Even though Cedrick did not take off his mask, he was the head of the powerful Jenson family, and that

was enough to catch the netizens’ interest and envy.

Many talked about how the two were a match made in heaven, and they were more than happy to

watch the couple.

However, the socialites were envious.

Alas, the man in the spotlight and on the top of the pyramid was currently getting his earlobe pinched

by Gwendolyn on his way back to the villa. He scrunched up his face in pain as he whined.

Gwendolyn glared at him. “I know you’re pretending to be sick, but I didn’t expose you for what you are

in front of Sienna. What a good actor you are, Ceddy!”

Cedrick grinned. “Thank you.”

You’re actually smiling at this?

“Since you’ve mostly recovered, it’s time for me to go back to the Harris residence. Why did you put on

this act?” Gwendolyn asked, exerting more force into her pinch.

Cedrick inhaled sharply but did not move away from her.

“That doesn’t mean I’m fully recovered. I think I’ve internal injuries from that smack from your brother,

and I’ll need to rest well for another month. I took the hit for you, so don’t you think you should bear the

responsibility for my injury?”

Gwendolyn dropped the solemn look and burst out laughing.

How can he voice out such a lousy excuse in such a righteous tone?

Gwendolyn said nothing, however.

Cedrick continued, “I’ve already asked Nico to head back to the Harris residence to pack your luggage.

I’m your fiancé, and there’s nothing wrong with you staying at my place for a while. Mr. Marcus won’t

disagree with this, and Asher won’t be able to object to it.”

“You’re fast in executing your plan. It seems I’ve underestimated you!”

Gwendolyn let go of his earlobe and turned to look out the window with puffy cheeks.

Sienna’s right. Cedrick’s too crafty. If I don’t tame him, he’s going to lead me by the nose for the rest of

my life.

Evil thoughts began manifesting in her mind.

It’s time for me to think about this long and hard. Once he recovers, I’ll have to give him a good

surprise to alleviate the frustration he’s given me all this while.

Gwendolyn started living at Cedrick’s villa.

In fact, Elven, Ezra, and the other two bodyguards had been brought from the Harris residence along

with her luggage.

Peaceful times always passed by quickly.

Gwendolyn would take care of Cedrick and change his dressings during the day as she worked

remotely and gave instructions to Joanne.

Similarly, Cedrick left his work to Nico, besides attending the board of directors meeting that he had to

personally hold once every month.

In the living room, Gwendolyn was lying on the couch, watching videos on her phone.

Cedrick was dressed in a suit and a tie with a somber look on his face. His laptop was placed on the

coffee table, and he was having a video conference.

On-screen, Nico was leading the meeting.

Maxwell Shapiro, a man in his forties and a director of Jenson Group, stood up and looked at Cedrick,

who was projected on the screen. He asked, “Mr. Jenson, do you have a timeline in mind for executing

your investment in the eighty-billion-worth project in Angle?”

Cedrick glanced at the woman who was right outside of the camera range.

Gwendolyn was still staring at her phone, but her brows were slightly furrowed.

The two had discussed the matter for the past two days, and Cedrick knew what she wanted. “We’ll

leave this matter aside for now. I’ll inform the rest of you once I come to a decision with Ms. Harris.

Nico, read out the data for this month.”

“Of course, Mr. Jenson.”

Nico opened the file and started to make his report.

Just then, food videos popped up in Gwendolyn’s feed, and she licked her lips, feeling hungry.

Just as she was about to reach out for the fruits on the coffee table, she realized that the platter was to

the left of Cedrick’s laptop. If she reached out for it, she would appear on camera.

She whispered, “Ceddy, I want oranges.”

Her voice was soft, but the employees at Jenson Group were using speakers for the video conference.

Thus, her words echoed in the room.

Quite a number of people widened their eyes when they heard her voice.

She sounds sweet! So he has his sweetheart by his side while attending his meeting? He’s living his

best life!

That was not all, however.

Without any change in his expression, Cedrick took an orange from the platter and started peeling it

patiently before handing the slices to someone outside of the camera range.

Once Gwendolyn was done, he reached out to motion for her to put the orange skins on his hand

before throwing them into the trash can beside him.

Everyone in the conference room was dumbfounded by what they had just witnessed.