Mr. Wright and Mrs. Right

Chapter 263

Chapter 263 Free Meals

There was a high possibility that the S404 RNA virus in him would be transmitted to his child even if she did get pregnant.

In other words, his child would suffer.’

Yet, he could not bring himself to ask Gwendolyn to take the pills, and he was also afraid that Gwendolyn would notice something amiss.

There were pills catered for men on the market with little side effects, so he would always take them secretly before they made love to each other.

Gwendolyn remained oblivious to his thoughts, her mind preoccupied with memories of her consuming copious amounts of high-alcohol content beverages over three consecutive days in Fairlake. It had resulted in a prolonged recovery period for her.

She wondered if that was the time she ruined her health and her chances to bear a child.

“Ceddy, you’re strong. In comparison to you, I’m weak. I want to go to the hospital for a full-body checkup. That way, I can give you my healthy all.”

Cedrick’s pupils constricted. Slowly, his face went pale.

He felt as if someone was gripping his heart.

It was suffocating.

Gwendolyn wanted to be healthy for him, but he could not do the same.

He probably could never live a healthy life.

All of a sudden, a wave of guilt hit him, and the resulting pain surged through his entire being.

Am I wasting her time?

When Gwendolyn noticed the pallor of his face, she gently touched his cheek and asked, “Ceddy, what’s the matter?”

Cedrick forced a smile. “I’m fine. It’ll be good for you to do a full-body checkup, but I have tasks to work on, so I won’t be able to keep you company. I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay. Once you leave, I’ll go and stay at the Harris residence for a few days. I’ll ask Jennifer or Sienna to keep me company.”

Cedrick nodded in response and forced away his feelings of loneliness.

“By the way, Ceddy, things are tumultuous by the border. You’re going there to fight, right?”

“Yeah.”

“Then, you have to be careful. Completing the mission is secondary. Your safety is your utmost priority. Take care of yourself and don’t get hurt.”

Cedrick nodded guiltily. “Okay.”

When Treyton returned to the villa, he was greeted by the fragrance of food just as he stepped into the garden.

It was a peculiar sensation. It felt as if he had a wife who was waiting to have a meal with him at home and as if there was someone in this world who would always rely on him and think of him.

It was not an unwelcomed feeling.

When he opened the door, he saw the piping hot food on the dining table.

Just as Jennifer brought the last dish to the dining table—a pot of meat stew-she sneezed. Upon turning around, she spotted Treyton’s handsome face.

“Mr. Harris, you’re back at the right time. I was worried that the food will turn cold if you run late.”

As Treyton took a seat by the dining table, he recalled her sneeze earlier.

“I heard about what happened to you at Barner. Lisa even tried to throw wastewater at you. Were you frightened?”

Jennifer flashed him a smile and said, “It’s just a trivial matter. I’m used to this since young. The more they bully me, the stronger I get. In a way, I’m like a roach. Indestructible.”

Right then, the two’s eyes met.

Treyton was moved by the way she simply accepted things and went on with life.

The next day, at the Ferguson residence, Eloise’s bodyguard, Gunnar, came to knock on Eloise’s room door upon receiving some news.

“Ms. Ferguson, the man you sent to spy on Mr. Treyton at the Harris residence has returned. He said that…”

Eloise was in the middle of putting on her earrings when he came in, and she turned around to shoot him a glare. “What did he say? Go on.”

“Mr. Treyton has been sending a young woman off every day lately, and that young woman leaves the area in a van. The man you sent doesn’t recognize the young woman, but she looks like a celebrity. He’s guessing that she’s staying with Mr. Treyton.”

Clink!

Eloise’s hand shook, and her earring fell to the ground.

She was stunned for a long while. “Are you sure he saw it right? Could the young woman be Gwendolyn?”

Gunnar shook his head firmly. “It’s impossible. Apparently, Ms. Harris has been living with her fiancé recently at the Jenson residence.” NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.

The news came as too much of a shock for Eloise to digest.

Treyton’s staying with another woman? They’re sleeping, eating, and even taking the same car out of the area? She’s a celebrity?

“Which b*tch is it? How dare she seduce my Trey?”

Crash!

Livid, Eloise swept everything on the dresser to the ground.

Seemingly having anticipated her outburst, Gunnar had taken a step back and managed to avoid getting hit by a perfume bottle.

“I need to know what this b*tch looks like. I’m going to smash her face in!”

Molten anger rolled through her, and she desperately wished that she could head up Mount Tranquil to catch the woman red-handed.

However, Gunnar stopped her in time. “Ms. Ferguson, we don’t have any concrete evidence for this. If you rashly kick up a fuss, I’m afraid Mr. Treyton will have a worse impression of you.”

“Then what should I do? Am I supposed to just watch while that woman flirts with him? Even if he doesn’t think of me as his fiancée, he should be thinking about the Ferguson family! I love him so much, so how could he do this to me?”

Eloise was close to a mental breakdown.

All she wanted to do at that moment was to capture the woman who was seducing Treyton and boil her alive.

She had been discreetly getting rid of the women around Treyton all along, so she could not wrap her head around where the newcomer came from.

This rage of mine will never be appeased unless she’s dead!

訂

Well aware of Eloise’s short temper, Gunnar softly suggested, “Ms. Ferguson, tomorrow morning, you should…”

After listening to his suggestion, Eloise slowly calmed down, but the vicious look in her eyes remained.

Gwendolyn was bored in the Jenson residence as Cedrick had gone to the border.

Hence, she returned to the Harris residence early the following day for free meals at Treyton’s villa.

It had been years since she had the chance to try out Jennifer’s cooking, and she was looking forward to it.

“Treyton, when did you come back? Why didn’t you tell me about this? Jennifer hasn’t been troubling you, has she?”

Though Gwendolyn’s words were directed at Treyton, her eyes were on Jennifer, who was working away in the kitchen.

Treyton was gazing at Jennifer as well. “No, Ms. Weller has been considerate, and she has never troubled me. She’s a good chef too.”

Gwendolyn smirked and asked, “Treyton, shouldn’t you be thanking me for this? I brought a pretty chef to you to satisfy your craving for good food.”

Treyton smiled, but his eyes were still fixed on Jennifer’s silhouette.

When Jennifer brought the last breakfast dish to the table, she noticed the siblings staring at her with bright eyes.

They looked like kindergarten children waiting for their breakfast, causing her to chuckle in amusement.

She then passed the most scrumptious dish-scrambled eggs and ham–to Gwendolyn and said, “I knew you were coming for free breakfast, so I prepared this for you. Try it out and let me know how it tastes.”

Gwendolyn beamed. “I knew you loved me most! Muah!”

Jennifer merrily returned her a flying kiss.

Treyton instinctively turned to look at his sister’s plate before turning back to look at his. He was jealous.

How could she be so biased toward Gwendolyn? We’re both Harrises, but why am I not getting any meat for breakfast?