Chapter 606 Cured Of Mania

Cedrick stared at Gwendolyn with resentment in his ebony eyes. “I didn’t. I merely think that I need to do some self-reflection on why my wife is gaming with another woman after dinner while leaving me to sleep alone.”

“Huh?” Gwendolyn eyed him strangely.

What does he mean by alone? Am I not right here?

After giving careful consideration to her words, she chose to sweet-talk him. “Didn’t we agree on not having any intense workout tonight? Can’t I even game?”

Cedrick cast a surreptitious glance at her phone screen and saw that her teammate had already sent her a question mark as she remained motionless behind a bush.

“I’m not saying that we must have some intense workout. But… gaming and keeping me company are not mutually exclusive. Your gaming expert of a husband is right beside you, but you’re gaming with Treyton’s fiancée. Do you think that’s appropriate, Gwenny?”

When Gwendolyn heard the sound of a notification indicating that her in-game teammate had sent her a message, she perfunctorily murmured in response. Then, she lowered her eyes and continued gaming.

Cedrick heaved a sigh. He shifted the Lego pieces to face her in the most conspicuous spot where she could see them from the corner of her eye and could not ignore them even if she wanted to.

“It’s my problem that you’re unwilling to keep me company, In this case, I’ll kneel on the Lego pieces for however long you game, Darling.” His voice was ever so mournful.

“No, don’t do that!”

Gwendolyn shot her hands out before he could drop to his knees, placing her palms on the edges of the Lego pieces and effectively stopping him from kneeling on them.

tantrum and his pitiful yet aggrieved gaze, she relented and coaxed, “I won’t start another game

it was the furthest he could push his luck since finishing a game that had already started was a fundamental

I’ll wait for you,

pointed at the Lego pieces. “Don’t take them

the Lego

victory announcement rang out, Gwendolyn’s fingers flew across the keyboard. She told Jennifer

later, his phone dinged with a WhatsApp

was from

a single word in the chat

curved into a devilish smirk. Evil to the core, he resolutely replied: Good boy.

message, he logged out of WhatsApp and

was a wonderful night at Harrick

for Xander, who was in a detention cell at

to allow him a sip of the water an officer had delivered sometime in

still, they disdained the strong metallic stench of blood on him and

happened, he would be sent to the medical room for treatment and at least have

merely immensely painful yet not fatal. He remained as sober as ever and could only endure

gold-rimmed glasses had been snapped by Raoul. Suffering from acute short-sightedness, he grew even more fearful when

was also assailing his sanity relentlessly, challenging his endurance toward it.

could not sleep at all. Even the act

keeping as far as possible a distance from the filthy and

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