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.

mark on her forehead, and evidently, she had passed out after

he breathe

had obviously left a lingering

radiated from his

wound, the fresh red blood on his fingers reminded him about everything that

up

pain after getting

Indignance overwhelmed him.

meticulously took care of

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

that the man she fancied was Sherman, and eventually getting whacked up by her, Cedrick had been suppressing his disappointment

he could finally no

stung sharply, his eyes burned, and he

of his fingers, Gwendolyn opened her eyes a little and

sense her intense

he exchanged

she

raced through his mind as he tried to figure

said anything, Gwendolyn sat up,

across her

again, huh? 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

as he looked at

final say!” With a gleeful smile, she inched

she was up to no

bewilderment, she lightly left a peck on

flickered in Cedrick’s

soft, tender feeling on his lips could

rooted to the ground as if he was

me? A smile crinkled the corners of

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

his back, not daring to

going to do next? Will she give me a vicious slap on my face or kick me in my waist again?

she noticed the

pained look crossed her

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

that she had most likely mistaken him for someone else,

“I’m fine.

hurt,”

on Gwendolyn’s face, however,

She was rather unhappy.

“But I feel bad.

she leaned over and gently kissed the

a kitten, trying

gentleness was on par with her viciousness while she beat him up

was dumbfounded

lips were as sweet as honey, melting his entire heart as she kissed his collarbone, stirring

his arms around her waist,

yet afraid he would

of

a second, he wished that

and care would only belong