The Ex and Her Riches

Then, he smirked and licked his teeth before arching his brow at her.

He appeared to be flirting with her, yet there was an undertone of taunting in his actions.

A fearless look was present on his face as he made it plain that he was provoking her.

At that instant, he looked so much more annoying than Charles.

However, despite his arrogance, his hand was trembling so hard that he nearly lost his grip on his cigarette.

That was his first time provoking his wife by smoking. He was nervous and scared, but his pride prevented him from chickening out.

Gwendolyn watched him from afar, expressionless.

After a few more glances at him, she sneered and turned to head to the bathroom without even saying anything.

Cedrick was promptly rendered speechless.

She barely reacted to him, and she showed no signs of anger.

The weight of disappointment bore down on him, and he slumped his shoulders in defeat.

He was crestfallen, like a vibrant peacock who was disheartened after being ignored.

After sulking for two minutes, he saw the bathroom door open again.

The second the door creaked open, he straightened up and continued smoking, acting nonchalant.

He deliberately shifted his body sideways so that Gwendolyn could catch a clearer view of him exhaling the smoke.

His jawline seemed exceptionally sharp under the moonlight, and the billowing clouds of smoke only accentuated his beauty.

In fact, he even tilted his head back so that she could see his Adam’s apple better.

His Adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed the smoke, and that motion of his exuded an alluring yet provoking charm.

However, this time, Gwendolyn did not even spare him a glance.

Cedrick saw her enter the house from the corner of his eyes.

Following a thump, the door closed behind her.

Cedrick blinked. What a waste of effort. She didn’t even bother to pay attention to me.

His eyes reddened, and his fingers turned as cold as frost. The once vibrant hues of his face faded, leaving behind a pallor of misery.

He couldn’t accept the fact that his wife completely ignored him even after she saw him smoking.

She did not even bother to spare him a glance.

If she still remembers me, she’d never tolerate me smoking.

Benedict suffered from a congenital heart condition and had a delicate respiratory system. Inhaling smoke would exacerbate his health condition, so smoking inside the house was strictly prohibited. It was the last thing Gwendolyn would allow.

his habit of smoking. He lit one cigarette after another, puffing away in

Gwendolyn was a sneer. It was as

she really lost her memories? Then what was with those subtle gestures earlier tonight? There’s no way I’d miss

Cedrick absentmindedly smoked

his foot to extinguish the cigarette under his

He continued smoking.

echoed through the stillness of

to give

in him urged him to finish the entire pack, a reckless gamble to test if Gwendolyn still

was almost done with his second cigarette, he backed

Gwendolyn didn’t remember him now, he knew he’d be in trouble if she found out about him smoking the entire

probably be ruined by her

I can’t do this.

he sheepishly pocketed the cigarette pack and extinguished his cigarette before sneaking back into the house. Quietly closing the door behind him, he returned

sight to behold. He had taken up every inch

snoring filled the entire

his face, Cedrick gave Nico a light kick in the

the latter was sleeping like a

was stormy as his blood

asleep! Has he forgotten about how much of a light sleeper he has to be while

a choice, Cedrick crouched down and pinched hard on a spot in the

“Ow!”

was rudely awakened by a sting

rubbed his painful arm and cast a pitiful and

wrong, Cedrick?” What did

he ended up sighing instead of reprimanding the

“Oh! I’m sorry!”

edge of the mattress, leaving most of the space

coat, Cedrick then draped it across the blanket

fend off the cold. He stared at Cedrick’s face while still massaging his aching

a mission, and the dangers surrounding them were unknown.

sorry, Cedrick,” Nico

replying, “Don’t you dare hug me again. I’ll make you bear the consequences if you do

“Got it…”

Cedrick. Eventually, half of his body was hanging off

into a ball, he remained at the edge of the mattress and shut

body. In his

he frowned and suppressed

The latter inched even closer and rested his

have a death

tone was tinged with

hesitation, he bit the bullet and stretched out his

just let me hug you for a while. It’s too cold. I won’t do

Cedrick didn’t respond.

punish me however you want when we’re back at the Jenson

or anything else. Just don’t

his body stiff with

when he didn’t