The Ex and Her Riches

Cedrick did not respond for a while. It took him some time before he could register what Gwendolyn had aid.

In a flash, his eyelashes quivered uncontrollably, and his eyes reddened. “Do you have any idea what you’re saying?”

Gwendolyn nodded her head firmly. “I’m perfectly sober. I know what I’m saying. Divorce is good for us both. You’ll no longer get hurt, and I won’t have to live in guilt anymore.”

Tears welled up in Cedrick’s eyes as he plunged into extreme despair. “I tried all means to hide your condition from you because I’m worried you’ll make such a decision. I didn’t expect that you’ll really do this after finding out about it.”

His scarred back was trembling, and his gaze was laced with agony.

“Gwenny, this is the second time you suggested a divorce. I almost gave up my life in exchange for your change of mind the other time. How many lives do you want me to give up this time?”

Gwendolyn’s breath hitched. Following a deep sigh, she reached her hand out to his back, ready to continue applying the medicine for him.

Cedrick gloomily shifted away to avoid her touch.

At the sight of how heartbroken the man was, Gwendolyn softly explained, “Ceddy, that’s not what I meant. I don’t even know who I am when my illness acts up. I might even harm you!

She took a deep breath and tried to rephrase herself. “With a divorce, we’ll leave the kids in your custody. I’ll give up on everything and lock myself up to focus on treatment. If my condition deteriorates, you’ll help the kids find another kind and gentle mother to care for them. Don’t be bothered about me. But if I can fully recover from the illness, we’ll get back together. Do you think this works?”

“No.”

Cedrick rejected the idea decisively. “I won’t agree to a divorce. Who knows if you’ll fall in love with another man when you’re single again? I’m five years older than you. If you decide not to like me when I turn old and ugly, wouldn’t I have no more hopes of remarrying!”

Gwendolyn was rendered speechless.

There was resolution in the man’s dark orbs as he added, “From now on, there is no possibility of divorce.”

Gwendolyn heaved another sigh. “Ceddy_”

“Call me “Hubby,” Cedrick looked away, seething inwardly.

Gwendolyn was exasperated. “I really don’t want to hurt you. Like how you chose to forsake me and break your engagement with me so that I won’t be wallowing in sorrow back then when your life was in danger after getting infected with the 5404 RNA virus, I’m feeling the exact same way right now. Can you understand!”

Cedrick propped himself up and sat before her. “But didn’t you refuse to let go of me too! I feel the same way as you did back then. Don’t you understand?”he solemnly asked in return.

at a

wife to share life’s sorrows. Besides, you aren’t severely ill. As Joshua said, your treatment is progressing pretty well. I’ll only take at most half a year to recover. The kids and I

looked at each

pondering for a while, Gwendolyn said, “When my sickness acts up the next time, lock me up and let me stay alone. That way, I won’t hurt anyone It’s probably the best solution.”

“The next time your sickness acts up, I’ll give you a sedative shot before bringing you to Joshua’s place for an IV

promise not to get hurt again. Even if I try to hit you, you have to fight back. If I find new bruises when

his nose against hers. “Gwenny, what are you going to do to me? I’m already

lump in her throat

course not. How will I bear to hit

not mind letting Cedrick get intimate with her for three consecutive days, not even if she might pass out from it. As long as she could make up for the torment she put him through the

man probably saw through her mind, she forced a strong presence and uttered, “Anyway, I don’t want to see any more injuries on your body. I

man casually answered. Anything is good as

down. I’ll apply medicine for

down obediently. Gwendolyn dipped her finger into the medicine and gently rubbed

fingers ran around his red and swollen

wounds, she tried hard to

again, I’m very clear about Cedrick’s character. I’m sure he’ll become a kirman punching bag again when I act up the next time.

thoughts flooded her mind, but she kept a straight face as she

spirits as she ultimately did not manage to keep the matter under wraps. Somehow, it felt like something was coming between

approached her and grabbed her hand, ready to send

hand. “Tm in a good condition right now. I’ll get off work thirty minutes

face as he pursed his lips and remained quiet. It was clear that

caressed the man’s exquisite face and stood

feel bad for you. You still have wounds on your bottom; I’m sure it’ll hurt

agreed to

he needed more sleep to re-energize himself as he

watched her leave in the car before he slowly made his way back to Harrick

Gwendolyn did not actually

at the comer of the road about five hundred meters away, opened

the call got