Wooing My Ex-Wife

He was taking advantage of Gwendolyn’s good mood to try his luck.

“Gwenny, can we forget the unhappy past and move on? Let’s watch TV together tonight. I will get you oranges. Sounds good?”

“No.” Gwendolyn remained unmoved.

Since he had already promised to help her, she expected him to finish his task. “Tell me honestly, how much work do you have left?”

Cedrick was rendered speechless and felt frustrated that even buying the woman her favorite fruit was not enough to save him.

With a gloomy expression, he pointed toward the documents on the coffee table.

He still had a third of the original stack left to clear.

Gwendolyn let out a laugh and said, “Do you remember the rule? You’ll get ten lashes for one unfinished page. Look at all those documents. You must be really dying to be lashed!”

Cedrick was utterly at a loss for words.

Without waiting for the man to reply, Gwendolyn had already started to pack her desk happily.

“Ceddy, hurry up and pack your stuff. I’m treating you to a good beating when we get back!”

Is she really that excited to beat me up?

Cedrick felt as if he was drowning in his own exasperation. Without saying a word, he helped to pack up the desk before lifting Gwendolyn up into his arms. Then, they got into the lift and headed down to the parking lot.

In the car, Cedrick leaned his head against Gwendolyn’s shoulder as a gesture of submission.

“Gwenny, are you really going to punish me? You know how heavy your ruler is. It will leave a mark on my skin. That will break your heart!”

Gwendolyn nodded seriously and replied, “You have a point. It would break my heart to see you get hurt!”

Cedrick was wordless. Why does it sound like she’s actually looking forward to it?

A smile crinkled the corners of Gwendolyn’s eyes as she caressed Cedrick’s cheeks to soothe his anxiousness.”

“Don’t worry. If I’m happy with your attitude, I will go easy on you.”

Cedrick kind of knew what to expect upon hearing that.

like Gwendolyn was not upset with him but just needed an excuse to punish him. He would gladly let her do it, knowing how tough it was for her to

an idea in mind,

while later, the two of them returned to Harrick

arriving home, Gwendolyn headed straight to

she emerged from the bathroom with just a towel wrapped around her.

holding the mahogany ruler up with both hands in a proper and

what he was doing was supposed to be rather humiliating, he still looked imposing and was emanating

smile crept across her face, “Oh? It seems like it didn’t take you too long

and replied, “Gwenny, I shouldn’t have rejected the reward you offered me in the office

to suppress her laugh, Gwendolyn walked toward

must be really tiring for you. If hitting me makes you happy, I will gladly let you do it! Don’t

Ceddy?” the woman asked while

like,” Cedrick replied

“Okay then.”

was about to swing it down with all

Cedrick’s face as he quickly said, “Wait, wait… maybe be more gentle? I don’t want you to

to continue messing with Cedrick, she composed herself and lifted his chin with one end of the

tire me out or that it

man answered

punishing tone, “You really deserve a beating! It seems like you need a reminder of what it

as he downcast his eyes and raised his hands, resigning himself to his

hitting him, Gwendolyn said with a teasing glint in her eyes, “I’ve just changed my mind. I

Cedrick was rendered speechless.

away, he complained softly, “Gwenny, you’re playing dirty! We

keep up the act anymore, huh? Are you throwing a tantrum

down. “I had already wanted to spank you previously but did not get

the f*ck? Make up

going crazy internally, but

of her and urged, “Hurry up. Be good and lie down

you will gladly let me hit you as long as it makes me happy. Our

to terms with his fate and lay on

embarrassing for him. Even so, his face was flushed

Cedrick’s buttocks. However, instead of pain, the man felt ticklish instead. It was as if

that, it was enough to fill him with frustration

fun fooling around with Cedrick, Gwendolyn

too upset to reply and grumbled softly, “Well, I feel great to be spanked. Do you need me to write a reflective essay about