The Ex and Her Riches

Half an hour? You refused to talk to me, and I kneeled for one hour!

Cedrick did not spell his thoughts but shook his head instead.

“You treated my hand but not my knees, so I thought I was not allowed to put anything on them.”

Afraid Gwendolyn might mistake him for trying to gain her sympathy, he quickly clarified, “I mean, I also worked out till too late last night and forgot about it.”

Little did he know, his meditation was overlooked by Gwendolyn, who was still bothered by Evelyn’s remarks in the day.

“Show me your hand. Is it still painful?”

Cedrick held out his left palm, which appeared red and swollen despite the medication.

“Did it get worse overnight?” the woman asked.

“I guess so. I suppose the pressure from the push–ups hindered the blood flow, causing it to swell. Don’t worry. It’s not that bad now.”

Gwendolyn knew it must have been painful when it happened.

In hindsight, she wondered how she could bring herself to do that to him back then. In fact, she felt so bad and defeated that tears started welling up in her eyes.

“I’m sorry. She’s right. I’ve been mean to you. I said I would treat you nicely, but I’ve only caused you pain,” she muttered.

Although Cedrick had no idea who Gwendolyn was talking about, he could sense that she was on the verge of breaking down.

With his right hand, he lifted her chin, only to see her beautiful eyes sparkling with tears.

Making her cry was the last thing he wanted to do–his initial intention was just to escape punishment.

“Come on. There’s no way I got hurt from what you did. I’m so much bigger than you. What’s wrong with spicing things up between us? It’s romantic,” he consoled as he caressed her face, feeling sorry that he had broken her heart.

“I know you’re just trying to make me feel

back so she

actually happy to know you care so much about me. I’ll gladly take whatev punishment from you, even if you intend to cripple my hands. You’ve always made me feel like I’ve ne been this loved in my entire life. I’ll do anything so you can forgive me. You might not know this, but I am the

love me as

replaying in his mind as he reflected on

thought of it disconcerted

her answer would blot out the last ray of

Gwendolyn’s voice called him

I just wanted to say that I still love you,

Gwendolyn retrieved the medication she left in the drawer yesterday night, hoping it would

so dumb–like really dumb,” she muttered, applying

just smiled as he watched her tend to his injury with great care, even blowing tenderly on his

about what happened at

is not happening again,” she

and overjoyed, Cedrick smiled and carried her

“W–What are you doing?”

we can proceed to

on!” Gwendolyn stopped him. “Where are you bringing me? We’re already in the

master bedroom better. It’s more spacious!” A mischievous smile broke out on his face as excitement

“Wait!”

again?” Cedrick asked, stopping when he had

at him from his embrace and asked, “You shouldn’t use your left hand so much to allow it to recover. You can’t do anything with just one hand, so… why

do anything with just one hand?

his brows stitched. “I can do at least three hundred push–ups singlehandedly without even panting. Do you want me

“What? Mmm!”

up with a kiss

on deep as

midnight, Treyton was already disembarking

arrived, he drove back to the Harris residence on

keep a house full of servants, but Leif would still get someone to clean the outside

had arrived, he went upstairs to his room and

something unusual in his room but went on to turn off the lights and