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.

his skin

with a hand on the edge of the bed while he took calculated breaths. It took him a

and turning on the ceiling lights would startle Gwendolyn awake, so Cedrick picked up his pajamas from the bed in the dark and felt his way out of

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 on the rest of his body,

had twice the amount of injuries than before, and there was no part of his

blue, and black-he was covered in the signs

himself steady with a hand

tire from the act,

had not been sleeping well for the past few nights. He

of medication to cure her, so Cedrick had to quickly treat himself before taking Gwendolyn to the

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

soon turned into flames from an inferno,

hit. Even Cedrick, a man with a high pain

spun

took a towel and bit onto it before continuing

that, he drank a glass of water to calm the stress from the agonizing session. After putting on his

let no pained sound leave his mouth as he silently carried Gwendolyn downstairs. Half an hour later, he

therapy for Gwendolyn, Joshua turned to look at Cedrick with a frown “This is too tiring for you, Cedrick. Go and rest in the room at the side. This will

continued to hold Gwendolyn’s hand as he

possibly ask you to keep an eye on my wife too.

how Gwendolyn had delivered the serum to the lab in the middle of the night back then

only life

hand. “It will be. These difficult times

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

dragged a chair

spotted the abrasion and swelling

bad,

half-hearted glance at his wrist. “This is nothing. I’ll

consolation, but quickly realized that there was no part of Cedrick he could touch without

was frozen in midair for a

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

head. “I’ve already treated it with a spray before coming out.

him otherwise at his insistence, knowing that nothing he said could change his mind. Hence, he quietly sat beside Cedrick and

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

another episode tomorrow, we should sedate her. Don’t be her punching bag anymore. Look at you. One more beating, and you’re going

as he tried to keep his

tomorrow night. It’s