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.

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

sneer. It was as if she was mocking his

memories? Then what was with those subtle gestures earlier tonight? There’s no way

troubling thoughts, Cedrick absentmindedly smoked his way

his foot to extinguish the cigarette under his foot and took out

He continued smoking.

lighter echoed through the stillness of

refused to

impulsive voice in him urged him to finish the entire pack,

was almost done with his second cigarette, he backed out of

smoking the entire pack of cigarettes once she regained her memories. She would

would probably be ruined

this. I’ll be

into the house. Quietly closing the door behind him, he returned to the mattress

He had taken up every inch of the

snoring filled the entire

gave Nico a light kick in the

latter was

expression was stormy as his

he forgotten about how much of a light sleeper he has to be while on

without a choice, Cedrick crouched down and pinched hard

“Ow!”

prancing about in his dreamland, was rudely awakened

arm and cast a pitiful and innocent look at Cedrick’s dark

wrong, Cedrick?” What did

lips to say something, but he ended up sighing

“Oh! I’m sorry!”

edge of the mattress, leaving most of the space for

then draped it

He stared at Cedrick’s face while still massaging his

a mission, and the dangers surrounding them were unknown. Yet,

Nico

you dare hug me again. I’ll make you bear the consequences

“Got it…”

from Cedrick. Eventually, half of

the edge of the mattress and shut his

coursed through his body. In his groggy and chilled state, he instinctively moved closer

irritated, but he frowned and suppressed his

response only emboldened Nico. The latter inched even closer and rested his

you have a death

was tinged with

Nico held his breath. After a moment of hesitation, he bit the bullet and stretched out his arm, hugging the other man’s

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

Cedrick didn’t respond.

me however you want when

or anything else. Just

still, his

when he didn’t object. He resembled an octopus, clinging to