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.

recently, he had resumed his habit of smoking. He lit one cigarette after another, puffing

only response from Gwendolyn was a sneer. It was as if she

Then what was with those subtle

in troubling thoughts, Cedrick absentmindedly smoked his way

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

He continued smoking.

of the lighter echoed through the stillness of the

to

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

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

she found out about him smoking the entire pack of cigarettes once she regained her memories. She would likely find a way to punish him

would probably be ruined

this. I’ll be risking my

his cigarette before sneaking back into the house. Quietly closing the door behind him, he returned to the mattress in

up

filled the entire

gave Nico

the latter was sleeping like

was stormy as

light sleeper he has to be while on a Federal Bureau

down and pinched hard on a spot in the other man’s

“Ow!”

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

arm and cast a pitiful and innocent

What did I do

up sighing instead

“Oh! I’m sorry!”

to the edge of the mattress, leaving most of the space

draped it

to fend off the cold. He stared at Cedrick’s face while

in the middle of a mission, and the

sorry, Cedrick,” Nico whispered an

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

“Got it…”

from Cedrick. Eventually, half of his body was

into a ball, he remained at the edge

his limbs grew colder by the second, and shivers coursed through his body. In his groggy and chilled state, he instinctively moved closer to

he frowned

lack of response only emboldened Nico. The latter inched

have a death wish?” Cedrick squeezed

was tinged with an obvious

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

for a while. It’s too cold. I

Cedrick didn’t respond.

however you want when

me, or anything else. Just don’t kill

his

nervously, Nico put his leg on Cedrick’s body when he