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.

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

then did he breathe a sigh of

obviously left a

pain radiated

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

up in Cedrick’s

body was in pain after getting hit

Indignance overwhelmed him.

took care of her while she was

ruthless toward him

else in the morning, then learned later that the man she fancied was Sherman, and eventually getting whacked

finally no longer hold his emotions

stung sharply, his eyes burned, and he could feel his eyelashes wet with

him as he stared intently at the blood on the tip of his fingers, Gwendolyn opened her eyes a little and

could vaguely sense her

his head around, he exchanged

up with that expression? Does she recognize who I am? Nervous, Cedrick

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

anything, Gwendolyn sat up, approached

across her flushing red

somewhat different this time, you still look

blank as he looked

my dream! I have the final say!” With a gleeful smile, she inched closer toward

was clear she was up to no

he was still in bewilderment, she lightly left a peck

in Cedrick’s dark

his lips could still be

ground as

Did she just kiss me? A smile crinkled the corners of Gwendolyn’s

a dazed look, and it was a sign that she was

daring to move a single

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 his

pained look

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

that she had most likely mistaken him

“I’m fine.

doesn’t hurt,”

Gwendolyn’s

She was rather unhappy.

“But I feel bad.

leaned over and gently kissed the

like a kitten,

on par with her viciousness

Cedrick was dumbfounded by

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

wrapped his arms around her waist,

touched, satisfied, and surprised, yet afraid he would lose

mixture of

he wished that time

care would only