The Ex and Her Riches

She looked up at Cedrick, utterly puzzled.

“Hubby”

Cedrick’s face grew serious. It was clear that jealousy was in the air.

“Don’t you plan on explaining what happened in the nursery with Charles?”

“Huh?” Gwendolyn stared at him in confusion. “What is there to explain?”

Cedrick took a deep breath. A lump was forming in his throat, and his eyes reddened. “You and Charles were alone in a room laughing and joking. Gwendo

He was about to say her full name, but he stopped just in time.

He had learned from past arguments that calling her by her full name never ended well for him, so he chose a different method to approach the matter.

“Gwenny, you’re a married woman. How could you spend time alone with a single man? Did you two….. Did he do anything inappropriate to you? Did he touch your hand?”

Despite his cold and serious tone, Cedrick’s use of an endearment softened his delivery. Rather than conveying menace, his words carried a sense of a fatherly lecture, as if he were earnestly speaking to his daughter.

Gwendolyn remained silent, feeling speechless.

Even after they had children together, why was he still so jealous?

“What do you mean by alone in a room? Did you forget about our kids? Benny and Zendy were in the room, weren’t they?” refuted Gwendolyn.

Cedrick’s frustration grew evident as he replied, “They’re just babies, Gwendolyn. They don’t understand what’s going on. Even if you and Charles engaged in intimate acts right under their innocent gazes, they wouldn’t be able to object or comprehend it.”

Gwendolyn’s gaze turned icy as she locked eyes with him, a surge of anger welling up within her and a chilling sense of disappointment settling in her heart.

“Cedrick, after everything we’ve been through, how can you still doubt my loyalty to you? And to use the term ‘intimate acts’ in such a derogatory way, how could you say such things?”

As her eyes welled up with tears, Gwendolyn turned away from the man, choosing to ignore him.

Cedrick immediately noticed the sadness in Gwendolyn’s eyes. He had prepared a set of questions and words to confront her before her shower.

However, as he witnessed Gwendolyn becoming increasingly downcast, Cedrick found himself at a loss for

words.

“I’m sorry, Gwendolyn. It’s not that I don’t trust you. It’s just… I find it difficult to trust Charles. He was my love rival before, and those feelings of rivalry still linger within me. It’s challenging for me to feel at ease knowing that my wife is alone in a room with him.”

Cedrick Is Jealous Again.

“At the end of the day, you still don’t believe me,” she said, her words laden with disappointment. She then turned sideways, continuing to avoid looking at the man.

cautiously reaching out to hold her hand.

Charles while you were both

and let out a scoff. “The fact that you demand an account of every word

“Darling…

out a silent sigh, reaching for a long ruler on

about this? I’ll let you do whatever you want to me if you explain everything that

a fight no matter what?”

“That’s right.”

took on the man’s offer, saying, “You were being unreasonable and jealous without cause, so if I were

was rendered speechless by her response. feeling

humiliating punishment? I guess letting my wife spank me a couple of times on the butt isn’t that

he uttered through gritted teeth.

you. Charles and I were simply entertaining Benny and Zendy with some toys. We didn’t even touch each other by the hair, not even once. As for our conversation, it was nothing more than casual chatter. He asked about recent events and we

listened attentively. “Is

voice, placing emphasis on her next words. “Don’t

I believe

as if he were prepared to accept

playful chuckle as she fixed her gaze on Cedrick, a fierce glint in her eyes. “Don’t think that I’ll let

head without responding to

of Cedrick’s neat shirt with the ruler in her hand.

Jealous

“Take everything off.”

suit, followed by his shirt, revealing

glow of the bedroom, his

allure.

not satisfied. With the ruler gliding teasingly across his chest and abs, she directed it downward, tracing a path to his belt buckle. “Keep going,” she

until there was nothing

wool had been carefully plucked, now awaiting its fate to be

appreciating his physique for a fleeting moment before she made her way to the coat rack. She

“Turn around.”

Cedrick obediently complied.

“Hands.”

his hands behind his

sixth sense prickled with a sense of impending

With determination, she firmly pressed his upper body onto

his butt was presented to her in

Cedrick was shocked.

to happen, he began

to dwell on his regrets and raised the ruler.

Slap!

crisp sound rang out.