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.

big, red mark on her forehead, and evidently, she

did he breathe a sigh of

had obviously left a lingering fear within

pain radiated from his

the wound, the fresh red blood

welled up in

was in pain

Indignance overwhelmed him.

took care of her

so ruthless toward him

she fancied was

this point, he could finally no

eyes burned, and he could feel his eyelashes wet with

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

sense her

his head around, he exchanged glances with

expression? Does she recognize who

raced through his mind as he tried

said anything, Gwendolyn sat up,

spread across

in my dreaMs. Even though you look somewhat different this time, you still look so handsome…” Burp… A burp

he

final say!” With a gleeful smile, she

clear she was up to

he was still in bewilderment, she lightly left a peck

in Cedrick’s

his lips could still be felt

rooted to the ground as if

me? A smile crinkled the corners

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

daring to move

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

gaze downward, she noticed the blood mark beside the

pained look crossed

my dream? Who on earth dares to hurt you? I’ll kill him!” The distressed look

she had most likely mistaken him for someone else, it did

“I’m fine.

hurt,” he tenderly

on Gwendolyn’s face, however,

She was rather unhappy.

“But I feel bad.

As her words fell, she leaned over and

a kitten, trying to comfort

with her

was dumbfounded by

lips were as sweet as honey, melting his entire heart

around her waist, unwilling to let her

yet afraid he would lose

mixture of emotions enveloped

second, he wished that

hoped Gwendolyn’s love and care would only belong to