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.

He lit one cigarette after another, puffing

was a sneer. It was as if

those

smoked his way through

cigarette under his foot and took out another

He continued smoking.

click of the lighter echoed through the

to give

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

done with his second cigarette, he backed out of

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

would probably be ruined by her

can’t do this. I’ll

sneaking back into the house. Quietly closing the door behind him,

sight to behold. He had taken up every inch

loud snoring filled the entire

scowl on his face, Cedrick gave Nico

was sleeping

stormy as his blood

a light sleeper he has to be while

and pinched hard on a spot in the

“Ow!”

his dreamland, was rudely awakened by a sting on his

rubbed his painful arm and cast a

What did I

say something, but he ended up sighing instead

“Oh! I’m sorry!”

scurried off to the edge of the mattress, leaving most of

Cedrick then draped it across the blanket and slowly

stared at Cedrick’s face

Cedrick had pinched him. They were in the middle of a mission, and the dangers surrounding them were unknown. Yet, he had been sleeping

Cedrick,” Nico whispered an

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

“Got it…”

scooted further back to distance himself from Cedrick. Eventually, half

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

colder by the second, and shivers coursed through his body. In his groggy and chilled state, he instinctively moved closer to Cedrick, seeking warmth, and hugged

was irritated, but he frowned and suppressed his

latter inched even closer and

a death wish?” Cedrick

tinged with an obvious murderous

wits, Nico held his breath. After a moment of hesitation, he bit the bullet and stretched out his arm,

you for a while. It’s too cold. I

Cedrick didn’t respond.

you want when we’re

cane me, or

remained perfectly still, his body stiff

nervously, Nico put his leg on Cedrick’s body when he didn’t object. He resembled