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.

forehead, and evidently, she had passed out after smashing her head

he breathe

obviously left a lingering fear within

pain radiated from his collarbone

fresh red blood on his fingers reminded

welled up

was in pain after getting

Indignance overwhelmed him.

of her while she was

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

man she fancied was Sherman, and eventually getting whacked up by her,

could finally no

eyes burned, and he could

the blood on the tip of his fingers, Gwendolyn opened her eyes a little and fixed her gaze on

vaguely sense her

his head around, he exchanged glances with

Does she recognize who I am? Nervous, Cedrick

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

up, approached him, and held

across

dreaMs. Even though you look somewhat different this time, you still look so handsome…” Burp… A burp laced with a strong alcohol smell could be felt on

blank as he looked at her in a

don’t care! This is my dream! I have the final say!” With

was up

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

flickered in Cedrick’s

soft, tender feeling on his lips

rooted to the ground as if he

she just kiss me? A smile crinkled

dazed look, and it was a sign that she was

his back, not daring to move

on my face or kick me in

downward, she noticed the blood mark beside the collar of

look crossed her

injured even in my dream? Who on earth dares to hurt you? I’ll kill him!” The distressed look in her eyes instantly dissipated

he already sensed that she had most likely mistaken him for someone

“I’m fine.

doesn’t hurt,” he

on Gwendolyn’s

She was rather unhappy.

“But I feel bad.

over and gently kissed the blood mark on

a kitten, trying

with her viciousness while she beat

was dumbfounded by

melting his entire heart

arms around her

and surprised, yet afraid he would lose

mixture of

wished

hoped Gwendolyn’s love and care