Chapter 366
Wooing My Ex-Wife
Gerhardt cleared his throat before helping her analyze rationally in his deep voice.
âKylie, I suggest you take advantage of the current court recess and withdraw the lawsuit.
The Harris family has already obtained conclusive evidence that Charles is an illegitimate child.
Once that information is made public, itâll only be detrimental to you, me, and the royal family.
If the king finds out, he wonât approve of you putting Gwendolyn on trial.
â His words infuriated Kylie even more.
âWhy should I? That b*tch Gwendolyn killed my son, so she should pay with her life.
Do they think that threatening me with these old issues will make me cave in? Dream on! I must seek justice for Charlie.
So what if I expose the royal scandal? Even if we all suffer, I will sue to the end!â When Gerhardt realized he could not persuade her, his expression turned grim, and he stopped talking.
Jennifer had barely walked down the aisle after exiting the restroom when she was taken away by Craigâs men.
She was taken to the hotel next door and pushed into Craigâs room, causing her to stumble a few steps before she regained her balance.
Craig was sitting leisurely by the window, smoking a cigar.
The lingering smoke in the air failed to conceal the fury in his eyes.
âSo, you agreed to return to the Newton residence so quickly to aid Gwendolyn in finding evidence.
â His chilly tone, accompanied by the mixture of tobacco scent in the room and the menacing aura emanating from him, was almost suffocating.
Jennifer took in a deep breath.
While resisting his stifling aura, she steeled herself and nodded.
âThatâs right.
â Shatter! A loud crash echoed across the room.
No sooner had she replied did the coffee cup next to Craigâs hand flew toward her and shattered beside her feet.
Jennifer took two steps back to escape getting injured by the porcelain shards.
Craig glared at her.
âWhat benefits did the Harris family give you to make you work for them to the point where you didnât hesitate to plot against your own family? Youâre truly an unfaithful ingrate!â Jennifer was deeply affected by his last sentence.
She met his oppressive gaze resolutely and responded, âI am unfaithful, and Iâm also aware that no one in the Newton family welcomes me.
Although you guys are my family, you guys treat me more coldly than a stranger.
Gwendolyn, on the other hand, is genuinely nice to me even though she isnât my biological sister.
I wouldâve died numerous times if it hadnât been for her! I canât just stand by and do nothing while you join forces with Her Highness to put her on trial!â Craig scoffed, âNo matter how good she is to you, itâs only because youâre useful to her.
Is there anything closer than kinship in this world? She killed Charles with her own hands! Even if heâs an illegitimate child, heâs still partly a member of the Newton family and canât be stepped all over by the Harris family to their contentment.
Besides, once the Harris family reveals his identity, do you understand how much Newton Group will suffer as a result?â âIâm sorry, Mr. Craig.
I only acknowledge Gwendolyn.
â Jennifer gave him a bow, her eyes red.
âI donât have any affection for you, Charles, or the Newton family.
You can cancel the banquet to celebrate my return if it bothers you.
Just pretend you never found your long-lost sister, Mr. Craig.
â Craig stubbed out his cigarette.
His eyebrow was slightly arched, making it hard to decipher his emotions.
Before leaving, Jennifer said to him, âYou probably donât understand Gwendolynâs significance to me, Mr. Craig.
Iâd rather not become the daughter of the Newton family than do anything to harm her!â Nico hurriedly drove the recovered Cedrick to the countryside.
In a modest house, a man had just woken up.
There was a thick bandage wrapped around his chest that was stained with blood.
His lips and face were devoid of color.
He lifted his blue eyes with great difficulty, his lashes quivering slightly.
He tilted his head and immediately spotted Cedrick sitting on a chair beside the bed.
âYou?â Cedrick played with the watch on his wrist.
He did not meet the other manâs eyes, and his tone was indifferent as he started, âEven Gwendolyn doesnât know about this.
She was so nervous that day that her hands shook when she fired the shot.
The bullet missed your heart by two centimeters and didnât hit your arteries.
â âW-Whyâ¦â Charles asked weakly, feeling puzzled.
Even if Gwendolyn had failed to kill me with a single shot, Iâd have still died from blood loss.
Cedrick only needed to do nothing for me to die.
Or did he save my life so he could torture me again? âWhy did I save you?â Cedrick knew what the other man wanted to ask and chuckled lightly.
âFor the past six months, Iâd been plagued by illness because of you and nearly died several times, but Iâd also inflicted the same pain on you.
You almost didnât make it several times under heavy torture.
Since you handed over the Super Antiviral and Iâve fully recovered, the grudges between us are written off.
â Written off? Charles was stunned.
I canât believe he said the same thing as Gwendolyn did back then! We are both ruthless and love rivals who detest one another and enemies.
Why would he let me off so easily? Charles sat up and leaned back against the headboard.
âIâm sure you know that I handed over the antidote because of Gwendolyn.
I had no intention of saving you.
In fact, I wish for nothing more than for you to die!â âI know that.
â Cedrickâs gaze was calm.
âYou wanted to fulfill her wish in this matter, whereas she shot at you not only to grant your wish to die but also to help me as she was afraid that I would find it difficult to do so.
Iâll now grant your wish and let you off.
â Charles stared at him in shock.
âYou should understand me, Cedrick.
If our roles were reversed and you were in my hands now, I wouldnât let you off so easily!â
âUnfortunately, there are no ifs, and you donât have the chance to make me a prisoner.
Itâs entirely up to me whether to forgive or continue to resent you.
â Cedrick eyed Charles with a half-smile that carried an innate arrogance and aloofness.
His facial features were very attractive, and despite having previously undergone skin surgery due to burns on his face, he still looked incredibly handsome.
Aside from the ruthlessness of an influential person, his piercing gaze also reflected righteousness and unwavering love for Gwendolyn.
Charles smiled, finally letting go of his feelings.
âI admit defeat.
I finally know why she chose you.
In some aspect, I am indeed inferior to you.
â Cedrickâs lips curved slightly at his response.
He patted the other man on the shoulder and said seriously, âLetâs set aside the trivial matters and get down to business.
Your mother brought Gwenny before the international court and requested that she be tried because she thinks youâre dead.
â Charlesâ expression also turned solemn.
âMother will never stop until she achieves her goal.
If this goes on, both parties will suffer.
â Cedrick nodded.
âSo this is something only you can solve.
â Their eyes met once more but without the animosity of previous times.
They used to be love rivals because of Gwendolyn, but this time, they made peace and frantically discussed a solution because of her.
The court recess was over, and since Kylie did not withdraw the lawsuit, everyone returned to court.
Her lawyer held onto the matter of Gwendolyn shooting and killing Charles and would not let it go.
âYour Honor, we believe that the defendant shot Mr. Vidar Lund when he was defenseless, which is considered a sneak attack and intentional murder! The plaintiff has done her best as the victimâs adoptive mother, but the defendant slandered her for failing to do so and displayed no remorse, which is absolutely abhorrent.
Your Honor, we urge you to impose a heavier sentence on the defendant!â Silence ensued among the lawyers at the defendantâs table, as Gwendolynâs statement before the court recess had utterly derailed all of their previously prepared strategies.
âGwendolyn Shalders Harris, no matter how subtly you change your statement, itâs a fact that you shot and killed Vidar, and you have no way to refute it! Do you admit it?â Kylie glared at Gwendolyn, gritting her teeth with hatred.