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.

her forehead, and evidently, she

then did he breathe a sigh

obviously left

radiated from his collarbone

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

welled up in

in pain after

Indignance overwhelmed him.

of her while she was

she would be so ruthless toward

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

this point, he could finally no longer hold his

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

at the blood on the tip of his fingers, Gwendolyn opened her eyes a little and fixed

could vaguely sense her intense

head around, he exchanged glances with

that expression? Does she

thoughts raced through his mind as he tried

Gwendolyn sat up, approached him, and held his

wide smile 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 strong alcohol

blank as he looked

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

clear she was up

lightly left a peck on

flickered in

his lips could still

to the ground as if he

A smile crinkled

gave off a dazed look, and

daring to move a single

knows what else is she going to do next? Will she give me a vicious slap on my face or

downward, she noticed the blood mark beside the collar of

look crossed

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

likely mistaken him for someone else, it

“I’m fine.

doesn’t hurt,” he tenderly

smile on Gwendolyn’s

She was rather unhappy.

“But I feel bad.

leaned over and gently kissed the blood

like a kitten, trying

gentleness was on par with her viciousness while she beat

you—” Cedrick was dumbfounded by her

honey, melting his entire heart as she kissed his collarbone,

around her waist, unwilling to let

touched, satisfied, and surprised, yet afraid he

mixture of emotions enveloped

second, he wished

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