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.

resumed his habit of smoking. He

sneer. It was as if she was mocking his flirting

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

Cedrick absentmindedly smoked his way

cigarette under his foot and took out another

He continued smoking.

click of the lighter echoed

to give

the entire pack, a reckless

he was almost done with his second cigarette,

smoking the entire pack of cigarettes once she regained

probably be

this. I’ll be risking

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

taken up every inch of the mattress, leaving

snoring filled the

his face, Cedrick gave Nico a

latter was sleeping

stormy

light sleeper he has to be while on a Federal Bureau of Investigation mission?

without a choice, Cedrick crouched down and pinched hard on a spot in

“Ow!”

prancing about in his dreamland, was rudely awakened by a sting on his

his painful arm and cast a pitiful and innocent

Cedrick?” What

but he ended up sighing instead of reprimanding the other man. “Move over. You’re occupying my

“Oh! I’m sorry!”

of

off his coat, Cedrick then draped it across the blanket

off the cold. He stared at Cedrick’s

understood why Cedrick had pinched him. They were in the middle of a mission, and the dangers surrounding them were unknown. Yet, he had been sleeping like a log, oblivious to the

Nico

before replying, “Don’t you dare hug me again. I’ll

“Got it…”

distance himself from Cedrick. Eventually, half

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

limbs grew 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 his

irritated, but he frowned

emboldened Nico. The latter inched even closer and rested his head against

have a death wish?” Cedrick squeezed

with an obvious

hesitation, he bit the bullet and

a while. It’s too cold. I

Cedrick didn’t respond.

me however you want when we’re back

cane me, or

his body stiff with

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