The Ex and Her Riches

Cedrick swiftly swung open the basement door when he heard the excruciating scream.

As the lights flickered on, he was met with a scene of chaos and destruction.

The tools intended for Gwendolyn’s release lay shattered, a result of her uncontrollable frenzy.

At that moment, she resembled a wild creature, fierce and untamed.

Amidst the disarray, Cedrick’s primary concern was Gwendolyn’s well–being.

He carefully scanned her body, relieved to find no visible wounds or traces of blood. However, her piercing red eyes remained fixed upon him, unwavering and intense, as if she regarded him as her target.

“Gwenny?” Cedrick called out, but his words were met with silence.

It was clear that she had yet to break free from her maniac state.

In that instant, Cedrick comprehended Gwendolyn’s motives. She had deliberately lured him into opening the door by emitting an unfamiliar sound.

Despite Gwendolyn’s loss of consciousness, her instincts remained sharp.

Cedrick stood his ground, maintaining a safe distance, waiting for her to dismantle the sandbags and launch herself toward him.

Within two minutes, the final sandbag was reduced to tatters, leaving a trail of scattered sand in its wake.

Gwendolyn, resembling a terrifying apparition, launched herself at Cedrick with astonishing speed.

A resounding slap whizzed through the air.

Cedrick’s quick reflexes enabled him to seize her wrist, deftly avoiding the blow.

The duo engaged in a fierce confrontation in the basement.

In the past, they had avoided physical confrontations in the bedroom as Cedrick was concerned that Gwendolyn might inadvertently damage something or injure herself amid the turmoil.

However, the altered basement was stripped of any sharp objects. Hence, Cedrick could carefully plan his movements to ensure Gwendolyn’s safety.

“Come on, Darling. Let’s battle, and we shall see who tires first.”

singular target as their clash

to be a mere punching bag for Gwendolyn’s

left with no choice but to engage in a physical confrontation. He had to find a way to engage in the

barrage of forceful strikes honed by her background in martial arts. Her

while avoiding causing her harm. With unwavering focus,

dragged on for over half an hour, and the discrepancy in physical stamina. between a man and a woman became evident. Gwendolyn’s strikes became less aggressive, and her movements more erratic

a controlled counterattack without

attacks began to wane, replaced by weariness and a flicker

exhaustion and collapsed in Cedrick’s arms.

fierce altercation, the duo was drenched in

helped her clean up with a shower before they headed

events had caused them to arrive at the lab at three

days, disrupting his sleep schedule. He felt exceptionally tired tonight. Despite his exhaustion,

had finished the infusion, Cedrick took

morning, and

wink, fought against the weariness and carried Gwendolyn to

by the passing hours.

stirred awake at three in the afternoon.

throughout her slumber, and as she shifted, she caught sight of Cedrick

finely sculpted, his skin flawless, and even in his slumber, he exuded a

by his delicate features. With a playful touch, she traced her

eyes, and the first thing he did was pull Gwendolyn closer, showering her with an overwhelming storm of kisses and affectionate greetings.

couldn’t help but giggle as his kisses tickled her. She placed her hand

did last night go?” she asked, her tone turning serious.

explain every

let other objects serve as her outlets for release

silent as both of them contemplated

sleep in the basement tonight? We’ll remove any obstacles or potential dangers. You can fight me to exhaust

solution would also leave

shower, constantly hold her in his arms, and accompany her to the laboratory and

experience last night had visibly drained

to be the best course of