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.

habit of smoking. He lit one cigarette

was a sneer. It was as if

Then what was with those subtle

in troubling thoughts, Cedrick absentmindedly smoked his

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

He continued smoking.

of the lighter echoed through the stillness

to

urged him to finish the entire pack, a reckless

he was almost done with his second cigarette, he backed

in trouble if she found out about him smoking the entire

be ruined by her

I can’t do this. I’ll be risking

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

sleeping posture was a horrible sight to behold. He had taken up every

loud snoring filled the entire

a scowl on his face, Cedrick gave Nico a light kick in

latter was sleeping like

expression was stormy as his blood

forgotten about how much of a light sleeper he has to be while on a Federal Bureau of Investigation mission? Ugh. I really

a choice, Cedrick crouched down and pinched hard on a spot in the

“Ow!”

his dreamland, was rudely

his painful arm and cast a

What did I do

he ended up sighing instead of reprimanding the other man.

“Oh! I’m sorry!”

edge of the mattress, leaving most

taking off his coat, Cedrick then draped it across the blanket and slowly

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

awake, Nico understood why Cedrick had pinched him. They were in the middle of a mission, and the dangers surrounding them were unknown. Yet, he had

Nico whispered an

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

“Got it…”

to distance himself from Cedrick. Eventually, half

at the edge of the mattress

In his groggy and chilled state,

was irritated, but he frowned and suppressed his

Nico. The latter inched even closer and

have a death wish?” Cedrick squeezed

tinged with an

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

a while. It’s too cold. I won’t

Cedrick didn’t respond.

punish me however you want when we’re

or anything

his body stiff with

when he