Wooing My Ex-Wife

Chapter 221 Heaven And Hell Having been viciously kicked on the side of the waist by Gwendolyn’s foot, Cedrick was in such pain his body spasmed uncontrollably.

He held his hands over his waist, and before he could come to terms with the excruciating pain, she swiftly reached for the decorative vase on the nightstand and swung it toward his head.

Cedrick hastily covered his head and bent over.

He did not fight back, neither did he dodge.

He merely stood there and allowed her to hit him.

Gwendolyn smashed the vase in her grip on his back three times consecutively.

Because she was feeling dizzy, she could not muster much strength, so her moves were not as forceful.

Nonetheless, it still hurt as the dense porcelain vase smashed against his back.

Cedrick was probably traumatized at that point.

Frustration swamped him.

I’ll never put anything that can be used as a weapon on my nightstand next time! Seemingly unable to vent her anger after hitting the man several times, Gwendolyn aggressively slammed the vase on the corner of the table, shattering it into pieces.

Then, she hurled the sharp edge of the broken shard toward Cedrick.

“Gwendolyn!” Worried that the broken shard would hurt her, Cedrick instinctively backed away.

Because of his brief hesitation, he did not manage to dodge in time and got cut by a piece of broken shard on his right collarbone.

A faint blood scratch mark appeared on his skin, and the collar of his white shirt was stained by blood quickly.

Gwendolyn had wanted to slit his neck, but she missed it and cut his collarbone instead.

Taking opportunity of the situation, Cedrick hurriedly grabbed her wrist and threw the weapon in her grip aside.

Gwendolyn glared at his face furiously.

“Cedrick! You’re probably wearing this thing on your face to scare me, aren’t you? I shall see how ugly the face behind this mask is!” “Don’t… I—” Before he could clarify anything, Gwendolyn hit her forehead against his.

As he loosened his grip, she regained freedom of her hands and swiftly took off his mask.

Cedrick was utterly stunned.

How can she still be so ferocious when she’s drunk? With the mask removed, he had his back to her in guilt.

He dared not turn around, and his heart was pounding so fast it felt like it was about to jump out of his chest.

He waited for a second.

Then, two… Unexpectedly, Gwendolyn, who had been taunting aggressively behind him, suddenly turned quiet.

Even the atmosphere fell into complete silence.

He cautiously turned his head a little and tried to steal a glance from the corner of his eye.

To his surprise, Gwendolyn had already collapsed on the bed, seemingly unconscious.

on her forehead, and evidently, she had

then did he breathe a sigh of

had obviously left

pain radiated

the fresh red blood on his fingers reminded him

up in

whole body was in pain after getting hit

Indignance overwhelmed him.

care of her

he imagine she would be so ruthless toward him even when she was in such a

out that Gwendolyn liked someone else in the morning, then learned later that the man she fancied was Sherman, and eventually getting whacked up by her, Cedrick had been suppressing his disappointment

this point, he could finally

and he could feel his eyelashes wet

stared intently at the blood on the tip of his fingers, Gwendolyn opened

sense

around, he

up with that expression? Does she recognize who I am? Nervous,

thoughts raced through his mind as he tried to figure out an

Gwendolyn sat up, approached him, and held

spread across

Indeed, I can only see you in my dreaMs. Even though you look somewhat different this time, you still look so handsome…” Burp… A burp laced with a strong

as he

is my dream! I have the final say!” With

was clear she was up to no

he was still in bewilderment, she lightly left a peck on his cold,

in

soft, tender feeling on his lips could

rooted to the ground as if he was

kiss me? A smile crinkled the corners of Gwendolyn’s

still gave off a dazed look, and it was a sign that she was still

his back, not daring to move

knows what else is she going to do next? Will she give me a vicious slap on my face or kick me in my waist again? Under his doubtful gaze, Gwendolyn wrapped

her gaze downward, she noticed the blood mark beside

pained look crossed

even in my dream? Who on earth dares to hurt you? I’ll kill him!” The distressed look in her eyes instantly dissipated all the grievances Cedrick had inside

she had most likely mistaken him for someone else, it did not

“I’m fine.

hurt,” he tenderly

smile on Gwendolyn’s face, however,

She was rather unhappy.

“But I feel bad.

her words fell, she leaned over and gently kissed the blood mark

a kitten, trying to comfort her injured

par with her viciousness while she beat him up

was

melting his entire heart as she kissed his collarbone, stirring up his

her waist, unwilling

touched, satisfied, and surprised, yet afraid he would lose her

mixture of emotions

a second, he wished that time could

hoped Gwendolyn’s love and care would only belong to him