Wooing My Ex-Wife

When he came to his senses, his survival instincts kicked into gear. “Don’t get the wrong idea, Darling. I’m not saying you’re heavy. You’re as light as a feather, and you’ve got an irresistible, perfect body.”

He stared at Gwendolyn nervously, but she merely continued watching him sternly in silence.

Cedrick studied her in befuddlement. Did I say something wrong again? What else should I be saying, then?

As Gwendolyn’s gaze grew colder, he hurriedly pleaded, “Darling, can you tell me the answer in your mind?”

Gwendolyn snorted. “Sure. I’ll use a ruler to teach you word by word once we get back to our room. How about that?”

The man tensed up instinctively.

With her lips pursed, Gwendolyn pondered upon his first answer and listed out his crimes, “The answer you uttered without hesitation is a true reflection of your heart, which means that’s exactly what you were thinking. I only put on a gown, yet you said I’m heavy. I thought I’d contributed greatly to the Jenson family by giving birth to two babies, but you’re already disgusted by me. So, that doubles your sins. Looks like I’ve got to teach you a proper lesson when we get back.”

Her speech rendered Cedrick speechless.

While walking down the windy path of the Jenson residence, he took deep breaths to calm his nerves and asked cautiously, “How are you planning to punish me, Gwenny?”

Gwendolyn’s eyes gleamed as she looked at him. “You should be spanked.”

The sight of his face draining of color motivated her to add evilly, “With your pants off.”

Cedrick’s face turn as red as an apple. He gave the woman in his arms an aggrieved look. “Darling…”

He dragged his feet, for he dared not return.

I don’t want to endure such a cruel punishment if that’s what my fate will be when I get back.

The worried look on his face made Gwendolyn chuckle. After all, she was only joking. She was not actually mad.

Tapping the tip of his nose gently, she reassured him, “All right. I won’t hit you. I was just joking. You’ve had a hard time during and after my pregnancy. I’ll let you have a great time tonight as a reward.”

A smile instantly spread on his face, replacing the pitiful expression.

“You better be mentally prepared, then. We haven’t done it in a while. I won’t let you off so easily tonight.”

He quickened his pace, wanting to arrive at the room in a flash.

After all, he was stoked.

cooling that

contained within the

of how many times they had gone

exhaustion. He was

non-existent by the time it was already

was sore and weak. There was no way she could wake up, for

After helping her to postpone the meeting with Horace, he pulled her

helped you deal with your business, Darling. Get some sleep. You can sleep for the

exhausted that she could not open her eyes. She regretted making that promise to Cedrick last night. I should’ve kept the beast in him

her eyes were closed, frustrated thoughts about

her waist.

etched themselves on Gwendolyn’s forehead, but she kept her eyes

restless hands began exploring

earlobes moments ago slowly moved down to the

between Gwendolyn’s brows deepened until she finally snapped. Turning around, she stretched out her hand and rested it on his

unexpected gesture took Cedrick

around. Get some

her voice was gentle, the threat in it

up and lay on top of her. “Darling, why don’t we sleep for three hours and do it again at noon?” he asked tentatively with his deep

a

waist was unbelievably sore. In fact, she felt it

contrary, Cedrick was like a starving wolf that wanted more after not getting to fulfill his sexual desires

I make such an

her silence was like a silent approval for the

“Aren’t you tired?”

extremely happy!” Cedrick held her delicate face

Gwendolyn could do was grind her teeth in annoyance. Exhaustion was the only thing she could feel at that moment instead of joy. Just then, an idea came to her—an idea that could drain him of

do at least four hundred and fifty-nine push-ups? You’ll count them at the same

stopped stroking her skin, feeling a

represents your love. Let’s say it’s a gift for

could not refuse when she had already put it that way. Besides,

kiss on her cheek, he quickly rolled out of bed and slipped on

his ravishing upper body, he propped himself on the carpet and did the push-ups with a

count,” Gwendolyn muttered

began counting, “One,