The Ex and Her Riches

Having been viciously kicked on the side of the waist by Gwendolyn’s foot, Cedrick was in such pain his body spasmed uncontrollably.

He held his hands over his waist, and before he could come to terms with the excruciating pain, she swiftly reached for the decorative vase on the nightstand and swung it toward his head.

Cedrick hastily covered his head and bent over.

He did not fight back, neither did he dodge. He merely stood there and allowed her to hit him.

Gwendolyn smashed the vase in her grip on his back three times consecutively.

Because she was feeling dizzy, she could not muster much strength, so her moves were not as forceful.

Nonetheless, it still hurt as the dense porcelain vase smashed against his back.

Cedrick was probably traumatized at that point.

Frustration swamped him. I’ll never put anything that can be used as a weapon on my nightstand next time!

Seemingly unable to vent her anger after hitting the man several times, Gwendolyn aggressively slammed the vase on the corner of the table, shattering it into pieces. Then, she hurled the sharp edge of the broken shard toward Cedrick.

“Gwendolyn!”

Worried that the broken shard would hurt her, Cedrick instinctively backed away.

Because of his brief hesitation, he did not manage to dodge in time and got cut by a piece of broken shard on his right collarbone. A faint blood scratch mark appeared on his skin, and the collar of his white shirt was stained by blood quickly.

Gwendolyn had wanted to slit his neck, but she missed it and cut his collarbone instead.

Taking opportunity of the situation, Cedrick hurriedly grabbed her wrist and threw the weapon in her grip aside.

Gwendolyn glared at his face furiously. “Cedrick! You’re probably wearing this thing on your face to scare me, aren’t you? I shall see how ugly the face behind this mask is!”

“Don’t… I—”

Before he could clarify anything, Gwendolyn hit her forehead against his.

As he loosened his grip, she regained freedom of her hands and swiftly took off his mask.

Cedrick was utterly stunned. How can she still be so ferocious when she’s drunk?

With the mask removed, he had his back to her in guilt. He dared not turn around, and his heart was pounding so fast it felt like it was about to jump out of his chest.

He waited for a second. Then, two…

Gwendolyn, who had been taunting aggressively behind him, suddenly

head a little and tried to steal a glance from

big, red mark

a sigh of relief. What happened earlier

Pressing his hand against the wound, the fresh red

His whole body was in pain after getting

Indignance overwhelmed him.

she was drunk. Little did he imagine she would be so ruthless toward him even when she was

and eventually getting whacked up by her, Cedrick had been suppressing his disappointment for the whole day.

his eyes burned, and he could feel his eyelashes

blood on the tip of his fingers, Gwendolyn opened her eyes a little and

sense

he exchanged glances

with that expression? Does she

raced through his mind as he tried to figure out an excuse

approached him, and held his face. A wide smile spread across her

Even though you look somewhat different this

burp laced with a strong alcohol smell could be felt

as he looked at her in

This is my dream!

gleeful smile, she inched closer toward him.

in bewilderment, she lightly left a peck on his

tender feeling on his lips could still be felt vividly. He stood rooted to

Did she just kiss

eyes. She appeared contented, but her eyes still gave off a

his back, not daring to

she give me

As she shifted her gaze downward, she noticed the blood mark beside the collar of his shirt. A pained look crossed

you get injured even in my dream? Who on earth dares

eyes instantly dissipated all the grievances Cedrick had

mistaken him

doesn’t hurt,” he

Gwendolyn’s face, however, vanished. She

“But I feel bad.”

words fell, she leaned over and gently

was just like a kitten, trying to

gentleness was on par with her viciousness while she beat him up

“Gwendolyn, you—”

was dumbfounded by

were as sweet as honey, melting his entire heart as she kissed his collarbone, stirring up

her waist, unwilling to

afraid he would lose her

second, he wished that