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 passed out after smashing her

did he breathe a sigh of

earlier had obviously left a

pain radiated from his collarbone

the fresh red blood on his fingers reminded him about

up in Cedrick’s

whole body was in pain after

Indignance overwhelmed him.

of her while she

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

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

could finally no longer hold his

and he could feel his eyelashes wet with

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

vaguely sense

he exchanged glances

Does she recognize who

as he tried to figure out an excuse to fool

up, approached him, and held his

spread across her

different this time, you still look so handsome…” Burp… A burp laced with a strong alcohol smell could

went blank as he looked at her

final say!” With

clear she was up

she lightly left

flickered in Cedrick’s

on his

ground

Did she just kiss me? A smile crinkled the

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

daring to

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

the blood mark beside the collar of

look

kill him!” The distressed look in her eyes

she had most likely mistaken

“I’m fine.

hurt,” he tenderly

on Gwendolyn’s

She was rather unhappy.

“But I feel bad.

words fell, she leaned over and gently kissed the blood

was just like a kitten, trying to comfort her injured

gentleness was on par with her viciousness while she beat

was dumbfounded by her

sweet as honey, melting his entire heart as she kissed

her waist, unwilling to let

was touched, satisfied, and surprised, yet afraid

mixture of emotions enveloped

wished that

hoped Gwendolyn’s love and care would only