The Ex and Her Riches

Without hesitation, his hand shot out to grab Gwendolyn’s left wrist.

With her two hands restrained, the frenzied Gwendolyn started kicking her legs.

Cedrick was forced to move backward. Once he let go of her, he rolled twice across the bed before landing steadily on the carpet.

While Gwendolyn went to look for more objects to alleviate her emotions, he took the opportunity to dash to the closet to grab a belt, the moonlight the only light source for him in the dark. Before Gwendolyn could throw something else onto the ground, he rushed to the other side of the bed and placed the belt in her hand.

Once Gwendolyn got hold of a weapon, the bloodlust in her eyes grew more intense.

“Wait!” Cedrick cried out in a panic,

In the next second, he took off his pajamas and threw them on the bed before standing naked in front of Gwendolyn. He did not want another set of clothes destroyed again.

“Come, Gwenny. Do it fast so we can go back to sleep.”

Gwendolyn roared as if she had turned into a beast without rationality and sentience.

There was nothing but anger in her eyes-there was no trace of pity for him-as she swung the belt toward him.

Smack!

Every whip she did struck an old wound, but Cedrick endured it with deep breaths and gritted teeth as he covered his crotch.

Quietly, he counted the attacks, wondering how long more he had to endure them.

The whooshing of the whipping belt was terrifying in the silent night.

The one-sided violence lasted close to an hour.

Eventually, the whipping grew weaker.

When Cedrick lifted his head, he noticed the manic quality in Gwendolyn’s eyes fading away, giving place to exhaustion.

The second she fell backward, Cedrick shot forward to grab her.

Like the night before, he nimbly placed her back on the bed.

He had been keeping tracking earlier, so he knew she had delivered two hundred and eighteen strikes on him. Genny’s strong when she’s manic

He inhaled sharply.

It hurt terribly.

inch of his skin was screaming in pain.

the bed while he took calculated breaths. It took him a

lights would startle Gwendolyn awake, so Cedrick picked up his pajamas from the bed in the dark and

naked, he came to the living room before making his way to the refrigerator for an ice pack. As he held it against his cheek, he checked the injuries

there was no part of his skin that had been spared

and black-he was covered in the

keep himself steady with

assaulter would tire from the act, the receiver

well for the past few nights. He was sore and

the right dose of medication to cure her,

thought in mind, he forced himself to snap back to his senses and grabbed the anti- inflammatory cream

on his skin, but it soon turned into flames from an inferno, burning his skin. It felt as if

it hurt worse than when he was hit. Even Cedrick, a

spun around him.

took a towel and bit onto it before continuing

of water to calm the stress from the agonizing session. After putting on his pajamas,

weight pressed against them. Nevertheless, Cedrick let no pained sound leave his mouth as he silently carried Gwendolyn

Joshua turned to look at Cedrick with a frown “This is too tiring

Cedrick continued to hold Gwendolyn’s hand as he stood

middle of the night to work. I can’t possibly ask you to keep an eye on my wife too.

of how Gwendolyn had delivered the serum to the lab in

envious of your relationship. If only life was peaceful for you two.

on Gwendolyn’s hand. “It will be. These difficult times will pass, and our

you company then. It’s not as if I can sleep anyway.

chair over to

swelling on Cedrick’s wrist, and he

is pretty bad, and it’s rather

glance at his wrist. “This

consolation, but

was frozen in midair for a whole minute before

be hard to apply the medication on your back, right? Sit down. I’ll do it for

before coming out. It’s not affecting me and my life, so I don’t need to use

could change his mind. Hence, he quietly sat beside Cedrick and waited for Gwendolyn

hour passed, and Cedrick started flagging. As he supported himself with a hand on the bed,

“Cedrick, if she gets another episode tomorrow, we should sedate her. Don’t be her punching bag anymore. Look at you. One more beating,

to keep his rapid pained breathing steady.

on, “What about this? Put on a set of protective wear tomorrow night. It’s better than letting her hit you without wearing