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 had

he breathe a

obviously left a lingering fear within

stinging pain radiated from his

the wound, the fresh red blood on his fingers reminded

up in Cedrick’s

was in pain

Indignance overwhelmed him.

meticulously took care of her while

toward him even when she

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

he could finally no

sharply, his eyes burned, and he

fingers, Gwendolyn opened her eyes a

could vaguely sense

his head around, he exchanged

she recognize

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

sat up, approached him, and held his

spread across her flushing red

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

blank as he looked at her

care! This is my dream! I have the final say!” With a

was clear she was

bewilderment, she lightly left

flickered in Cedrick’s

tender feeling on his lips could still

ground as if he

A smile crinkled the corners

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

his back, not daring to

my face or kick me in my waist again? Under his doubtful gaze,

the blood mark beside the

look crossed

you? I’ll kill him!” The distressed look in her eyes instantly dissipated all the

sensed that she had most likely mistaken him

“I’m fine.

hurt,” he tenderly

smile on Gwendolyn’s

She was rather unhappy.

“But I feel bad.

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

was just like a kitten,

her viciousness while she

was dumbfounded by her

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

her waist,

surprised, yet afraid he would

of

he wished that time

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