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.”

She had never expected that the sweet old man would harbor such malicious intentions all along while allowing her to stay in the Wright residence.

She uttered, “It’s truly absurd that he held onto such superstitious beliefs and actually put trust in something like that, especially considering the person in question has been dead for several years.”

“It is ridiculous, indeed,” Cedrick agreed. He gently caressed her face. “At that time, I was still relying on the protection of the Wright family. Old Mr. Wright couldn’t fully entrust me with the family’s authority, and I didn’t have enough evidence to expose his absurd plan to the police station. So, I chose to distance myself from you, treating you coldly and using harsh words to try to push you away. It was all part of my plan to deceive Old Mr. Wright.”

He continued, “I’ve told him more than once that your personality wasn’t compatible with Maverick. After we got married, we moved out of the Wright residence and into the seaside villa. This was all so that I could keep you away from Old Mr. Wright’s schemes. During those years, he never found an opportunity to harm you. I’m sure you’re aware of some of the details, such as the frequent arguments I had with Old

kyou, I Mr. Wright in the study. It was all because of you. I thought that by showing my clear dislike towardy was protecting your life. However, I failed to realize that I neglected your emotional well-being. Moreover, my evident disapproval indirectly contributed to the mistreatment and manipulation you faced from other members of the Wright family. It was my mistake, and I apologize for it.”

As Gwendolyn listened, she started analyzing the situation. “I can still recall the moment when Old Mr. Wright held my hand before his death, urging me not to get a divorce and showering you with endless praise. Turns out it was all a facade, a ploy to keep me bound to the Wright family and to plot against me.”

Cedrick nodded. “So, he told you all of this before he passed away, huh?”

He locked his gaze on Gwendolyn, his grip on her hand growing slightly clammy, his eyes welling up with

tears.

He murmured, “I’ve always been afraid to tell you the whole truth because… I feared it would bring back the pain of those three years and make you want to leave me.”

Having experienced so much together, he realized he couldn’t bear the pain of losing her anymore.

Brushing her fingers against his face, Gwendolyn tried to reassure his unease. “How could you ever think that-” Before she could finish her sentence, a realization dawned upon her. “Wait… Something doesn’t add up here. If you never truly loved me and wanted to divorce me because of Old Mr. Wright’s scheme, then why did you get engaged to Natasha afterward? I remember you being incredibly protective of her, fulfilling her every request out of gratitude for saving your life. Why weren’t you afraid of her becoming the Wright family’s daughter-in-law?”

Cedrick instantly stiffened at that.

He felt a chill in his heart whenever the old memories of their time in Fairlake were brought up, especially when it involved Natasha. He regretted ever crossing paths with that woman, as it only reignited a host of unresolved issues and grievances.

Just when he was simmering with inner turmoil, Gwendolyn grabbed hold of his earlobe, her expression a blend of mischief and fierceness. “Tell me the truth. Are you hiding something else?”