Mr. Wright and Mrs. Right

Chapter 294

Chapter 294 Feeding Cedrick

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In the living room of the Ferguson residence. Wyant sat on the couch, brows furrowed and eyes blazing His fury showed no sign of diminishing. He closed his eyes, listening to the whipping sounds from the garden wordlessly

Emma was clutching a handkerchief, her voice already hoarse from crying nonstop.

Unfortunately. Wyatt was really incensed this time and took no notice of her pleas.

As for Eloise, the slap from the previous night had left half of her face swollen. It made it appear as though she had her mouth stuffed with food, which was quite comical. Her face was still wet with tears, and she looked rather pitiful.

She had been kneeling on the cold, tiled floor of the living room for the last hour.

Since she and Sherman were little. Wyatt had doted on them. Any little bump or scratch they had would make his heart ache for a long time. This time, however, he was merciless

The solemn and unnerving atmosphere went on for another two minutes.

As Sherman was hung up in the garden and whipped, his agonized cries gradually grew weaker. It seemed as though he would not be able to bear it much longer.

Enduring the acute pain in her knees. Eloise shuttled over to her father on her knees and clutched at the hem of his pants Tears streamed down her cheeks as she pleaded with him. “Have mercy on Sherman! He can’t take much more. That b*tch, Gwendolyn, tricked him! How could you be so harsh to your children? You should help me deal with Gwendolyn and kill Jennifer!”

He stared at her in shock. Enraged by her words, he yanked her hand away fiercely. “How did I raise a daughter like you? Not only are you arrogant and imperious, but you also defy the law and twist the truth. You’re also absolutely vicious, wanting to kill others at every turn. You’re a menace!”

After getting thrown to the floor, she stared at him in stunned silence for a moment. Then, she chuckled coldly. “As if you weren’t the one who taught me all that. You were the one who told me I’d be able to progress more steadily and further if I handled matters ruthlessly. My only mistake was not doing that well enough.”

“You!” Rage surged through him. He pointed a trembling finger at her, too furious to say anything-

Eloise continued. “If my plan succeeds, Sherman may be able to marry Gwendolyn. She has the inheritance rights to her family’s fortune, so if she marries into our family, doesn’t that mean it’ll all belong to us? We won’t have to feel inferior because we’re ranked last among the four prominent families. I did everything for the sake of our family, so you shouldn’t treat Sherman and me like this. Besides, he didn’t know anything about it. He doesn’t deserve a whipp

Wyatt snorted heavily. “As the older brother and pride of the Ferguson family, it’s bad enough that he didn’t try to advise you. However, he even caused trouble with you. He should get beaten to death after humiliating our family like that!”

“Dad!”

Wyatt simply looked away, unmoved. Content bel0ngs to Nôvel(D)r/a/ma.Org.

Just then, the housekeeper in the garden rushed inside. “Mr. Ferguson. Mr. Sherman has passed out again. If we wake him up and continue the whipping. I’m afraid it’ll mean the end of him. Please have mercy on

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him.”

Eloise and the sobbing Emma were alarmed when they heard that.

Although Wyatt had a slightly conflicted look in his eyes, he did not say anything.

Emma’s eyes flashed with anger. She quickly grabbed the paring knife on the coffee table and pressed it against her neck.

“Mom!”

“Darling! What are you doing? Hurry up and put down the knife!”

Wyatt and Eloise cried out at the same time.

However, Emma did not lower the knife. Instead, she pressed it even closer, and a faint trace of blood seeped through the shallow cut it made on her neck.

“Wyatt Ferguson! That’s our son whom I carried for ten months before giving birth to him! If you’re going to beat him to death, I don’t want to live either! You might as well kill me and our two children, then marry another woman and have kids with her!”

“Okay, okay, I won’t continue with the whipping. Put down the knife, and we can talk this out.” After hearing her threaten him with her life, he finally relented.

The housekeeper carried Sherman to his bedroom. Worried about him, Eloise followed them upstairs to tend to his injuries.

Soon, only the couple was left in the living room.

Having blown off some steam, Wyatt was now calmly smoking a cigarette.

Emma was racking her brains for a solution. “At present, the only way to gain control over the downtrend in the stock market is to remove all the trending posts. As for Cedrick’s end, let’s wait for Sherman’s injuries to heal before sending him to the Jenson residence to apologize personally. For Old Mr. Jenson’s sake, Cedrick will surely let the matter slide. Once we’ve dealt with that sticky situation, the companies. who terminated their collaborations with us will surely change their minds.”

Needless to say, Wyatt knew how to handle the situation. Cedrick is in a fit of anger now. We’ll only be able to deal with this in a few days after he calms down, so let’s not talk about that now.

He let out a long sigh. In a steady tone, he replied, “If Treyton refuses to agree, removing the trending posts will be difficult. However, you saw what he’s like. He dared to call off the engagement in front of everyone, completely embarrassing our family.”

Emma fell silent. Treyton’s methods were a little extreme. It’s evident he’s just as furious as Cedrick, so there’s no way he’ll agree to that so easily.

“Dad, Treyton doesn’t call the shots for the Harris family. It won’t work if he’s the only one who wishes to call off the engagement. Mr. Marcus has to agree to it.” Eloise had wiped away her tears and was descending the stairs gracefully. “You once mentioned that Mr. Marcus owes you a favor. If you meet

with him and ask for his help, I think he’ll consider helping us to persuade Treyton. Besides, what do you think will happen if he finds out about Treyton and Jennifer?”

Back then, she had used the same excuse to make Marcus ignore Treyton’s objections and insist on proceeding with the engagement. As far as I’m concerned, since Treyton and I aren’t getting married, the favor

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hasn’t been repaid yet. Hence, it’s only reasonable to make some other small request.

Wyatt looked grim as he remained silent. Perhaps I’ve no choice but to set aside my ego and try that method.

Over at Harrick Villa, Cedrick was awakened by the smell of oatmeal.

When he opened his eyes, he saw Gwendolyn sitting beside him with a bowl of piping hot oatmeal in her hand. She was stirring it while blowing on it to cool it down.

What a familiar scene.

He seemed to recall that he and Gwendolyn had had a misunderstanding half a year ago because of Natasha. He had kneeled in the garden all night under the pouring rain. After Gwendolyn realized she had wrongfully accused him, she also made oatmeal just like this and blew on it to cool it down. The only difference was that previously, she had viewed him as a target of revenge. Her eyes had been cold with no hint of pity. Now, her gaze was gentle, and her tender affection was evident in her every move.

“You’re awake?” Setting aside the bowl, she propped the pillow upright and helped him lean against the headboard.

His Adam’s apple bobbed as he asked, “How did I get back last night? Didn’t you say you’d wake me up?”

Gwendolyn picked up the bowl of oatmeal again, continuing to stir and blow on it. “I had Nico carry you back. Seeing how soundly you were sleeping, I couldn’t bring myself to wake you.” Scooping up a small spoonful of oatmeal, she held it to his lips. “Here. Eat it slowly. Careful, it’s hot.”

Cedrick was stunned for two seconds. Then, he opened his mouth obediently.

“Why are you feeding me? Why the sudden attentiveness early in the morning?” It made him a little uneasy, and he could not help thinking something felt off.

Gwendolyn lowered her gaze to hide the look in her eyes as she held out another spoonful. “You worked hard last night, so think of this as your reward, okay?”

Her reply rendered him speechless. Those words can easily cause one to misunderstand. All I did yesterday was carry her! I’ve got to correct that response of hers!

Hence, the pair fell into a heated debate about the term “worked hard.” The bowl of oatmeal soon became empty as she fed it all to him.

Gwendolyn arranged for Joanne to handle the company’s affairs for the day as she planned to spend the day at home with Cedrick.

That afternoon, she lounged lazily on the couch with her legs crossed, binge–watching dramas. Meanwhile, Cedrick had his head on her lap while working away on his tablet.

Suddenly, they heard the sound of someone knocking on the front door. It sounded very urgent.

Elven was outside the door. “Ms. Harris, bad news! Mr. Treyton and Mr. Marcus are arguing in the ancestral hall, and it doesn’t sound good. You should quickly go back and check on the situation.”