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.

coaxed, “I won’t start another

push his luck since finishing a game that had

I’ll wait for you,

them back into the wardrobe.” Gwendolyn pointed at the Lego pieces. “Don’t take them out to

by the

waist, watching quietly as she finished the game. As the in-game victory announcement rang out, Gwendolyn’s fingers flew across the keyboard. She

later, his phone dinged with a

from Treyton.

only a single word in the chat

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

might blow a fuse after reading that message, he logged out of WhatsApp and

wonderful night at Harrick

for Xander, who was in a detention cell at the

when night fell, Raoul and the others refused to allow him a sip of the water an officer had

strong metallic stench of blood on him and locked him in

nothing more than to pass out right then and there. If that happened, he would be sent to the

the injuries on him hit vital organs. They were merely immensely painful yet not fatal. He remained as sober as ever

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

in the toilet was also assailing his sanity relentlessly, challenging his endurance

such circumstances, he could not sleep at all. Even the act of breathing had pain

corner, keeping as far as possible a distance from the filthy and smelly toilet

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