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 lit one cigarette

sneer. It was as

with those

Cedrick absentmindedly smoked his way

later, he lifted his foot to extinguish the cigarette under his foot and took out another cigarette

He continued smoking.

echoed through the

to

pack, a reckless gamble

his second cigarette,

now, he knew he’d be in trouble if she found out about him smoking the entire pack of

probably be ruined by

no. I can’t do this. I’ll be

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

to behold. He had taken up every inch of the

loud snoring filled

his face, Cedrick gave

the latter was sleeping like a

stormy as

can’t believe he’s so sound asleep! Has he forgotten about how much of a light sleeper he has to be while on a Federal Bureau

hard on a spot in the

“Ow!”

his dreamland, was rudely awakened

his painful arm and cast a pitiful and innocent look at

What

ended up sighing

“Oh! I’m sorry!”

edge of the

Cedrick then draped it

slept on his side, curling into himself to fend off the cold. He stared at Cedrick’s face

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

Cedrick,” Nico

me again. I’ll make you bear the

“Got it…”

scooted further back to distance himself from Cedrick. Eventually, half of his body was hanging off the

he remained at the edge of the mattress and shut his eyes,

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

but he frowned and suppressed his

lack of response only emboldened Nico. The latter inched

you have a death wish?” Cedrick

tone was tinged with an obvious murderous

moment of hesitation, he bit the bullet and

me hug you for a while. It’s too cold. I

Cedrick didn’t respond.

me however you want when we’re back at the

can whip me, cane me, or anything

still, his

his leg on Cedrick’s body when he didn’t object. He resembled an octopus, clinging to the