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 edge of the bed while he took calculated breaths. It took him a long time to recollect

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

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 on the rest of his

was no part of his skin that had been spared

was covered in the signs of

had to keep himself steady with a hand on the

tire from the act, the receiver would

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

her, so Cedrick had to quickly treat himself before

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

potent medication. Initially, Cedrick felt a cooling sensation on his skin, but it soon turned into flames from an inferno, burning his skin. It felt

it hurt worse than when he was hit. Even Cedrick, a man with a high pain tolerance, was unable to withstand the agony.

sweat covered his entire body, and the world spun around him. He could barely keep his

faster, he took a towel and bit onto

stress from the agonizing session. After putting on his pajamas, he went back upstairs to look for Gwendolyn

pained sound leave his mouth as he silently

overtime. After administering intravenous therapy for Gwendolyn, Joshua turned to look at Cedrick with a frown

Gwendolyn’s hand as he stood beside her.

to work. I can’t possibly ask you to keep an eye on my wife too. Go ahead and sleep. I’ll wake you when

Gwendolyn had delivered the serum to the

of your relationship. If only life was

difficult times will

company then. It’s not as

Joshua dragged a chair over to sit

he keenly spotted the abrasion and swelling on Cedrick’s wrist, and

bad, and it’s rather

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

pat the back of Cedrick’s hand in consolation, but quickly realized that there was no part of Cedrick he could touch without

hand was frozen in midair for a whole minute before he

hard to apply the medication on your back, right?

with a spray before coming

insistence, knowing that nothing he said could change his mind. Hence, he quietly sat beside

flagging. As he supported himself with a hand on the bed, he closed his

“Cedrick, if she gets another episode tomorrow, we should sedate her. Don’t be her punching bag anymore.

to keep his

a set of protective wear tomorrow night. It’s better than letting her hit you without