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 was screaming in

of the bed while he took calculated

and turning on the ceiling lights would startle Gwendolyn awake, so Cedrick picked up his pajamas

his way to the refrigerator for an ice pack. As he held it

before, and there was no part of his skin that had been spared

and black-he was covered in

he had to keep himself steady with a

from the act, the receiver

been sleeping well for the past few nights. He

her, so Cedrick had to quickly treat

and grabbed the anti- inflammatory cream Joshua had given him during the day to apply

sensation on his skin, but it soon turned into flames

he was hit. Even Cedrick, a man

world spun around him. He could barely keep his balance.

wounds heal faster, he took a towel and bit onto it before continuing the application of the cream.

stress from the agonizing session. After putting

with wounds, and when he carried Gwendolyn, her weight pressed against them. Nevertheless, Cedrick let no pained sound leave his mouth as he silently carried Gwendolyn downstairs. Half an hour later, he arrived at the lab,

Cedrick with a frown “This is too tiring for you, Cedrick. Go and rest

hand as

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

reminded Joshua of how Gwendolyn had delivered the serum to the lab in the middle of the

of your relationship. If only life was peaceful for you

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

you company then. It’s

Joshua dragged a chair over to

the next instance, he keenly spotted the abrasion and swelling on Cedrick’s wrist, and he leaned closer to study

this is pretty bad, and it’s

at his wrist. “This

Joshua sighed. He reached out, thinking to pat the back of Cedrick’s hand in consolation, but quickly realized that there was no part

for a whole minute before he awkwardly

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

treated it with a spray before coming out. It’s not affecting me

otherwise at his insistence, knowing that nothing he said could change his mind. Hence, he quietly

he supported himself with a

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

as he tried to keep his

“What about this? Put on a set of protective wear tomorrow night. It’s better than letting her hit