Wooing My Ex-Wife

“Understood. Don’t worry, Cedrick.”

After returning together to the Jenson residence, they parted ways in the back alleys.

Nico made his way back to his own villa. Summer had probably prepared dinner already and was waiting for him to return home.

Cedrick returned to Harrick Villa. He had already made it a habit to prepare a warm meal before Gwendolyn arrived home, so they could enjoy it together.

Gwendolyn was busy managing matters at Harris Group and helping Treyton care for Jennifer.

Knowing the specific poison that Jennifer had succumbed to, the laboratory could tailor the treatment more effectively. However, the healing process would be lengthy since it was a neural condition.

Gwendolyn returned home half an hour later.

Cedrick, who was mindful of the time, had just placed the final dish on the table.

The couple enjoyed dinner together happily.

-Before bedtime, Cedrick went to the bathroom for a shower.

When Gwendolyn noticed his shirt that was carelessly tossed in the corner of the bed, she walked over to place it in the laundry basket for him.

However, as she picked up the shirt, a faint and unfamiliar scent wafted into her nostrils.

It was the smell of cigarette.

She was a non-smoker. For her children’s health, she had explicitly forbidden Cedrick from smoking. Hence, she was very sensitive to the smell of cigarettes.

Did Cedrick smoke behind my back today?

The sound of water in the bathroom eased. Cedrick emerged from the bathroom with a white towel draped around his waist. He raised his muscular arms and gently wiped his hair as he walked out.

The atmosphere in the bedroom was extremely chilly.

Confused, he turned around and found Gwendolyn seated on the edge of the bed. Grasping the shirt that he had just taken off, she sat there in silent fury.

“Darling?” he called out cautiously.

Gwendolyn lifted the shirt with her fingers and demanded, “Care to explain this?”

Cedrick remained puzzled. “Explain what?”

“Still putting up an act, huh? Are you lying to me?”

around and grabbed the ruler on the bedside

used it. As she held it in her palm, she

For Breaking The Family

took out

Gwendolyn. He unwrapped the towel that

slight shiver. Feeling a tinge of embarrassment, he

day. I didn’t do anything wrong, nor did I lie to you.

She pointed

isn’t anything wrong with my sense of smell. I’m not framing you. If you can’t remember,

was trying to say, Cedrick stretched out his

anger as she brandished

remember now. Are you saying that you smell

into a scornful smirk. “It seems like your mind is still functional. Your fear of the punishment is making you think

so I lit a cigarette out of habit. However, I didn’t even take a single puff. I passed it to Nico and instructed him to smoke in a corner. Perhaps, the smell of smoke clung to me because we were in the same room. Trust me, Darling.

remained unyielding. She was quick to detect the loophole

conscience kicked in at the most critical moment.

a loss for words. So this is the notorious reasoning that women

further as a wave of indignance swept over him. He stretched his hands out toward

In fact, just break my hands so that I can’t even hold a pen

you

of the ruler to lift his sharp

she had only intended to tease him, not actually punish

wouldn’t dare to do that. If my wife says I’m

For Breaking

a laugh, her gaze shifting from his handsome face to his body

thoughts started brewing in her mind as the used the ruler to flick

up? I’ve seen every inch of your

lowered his gaze, his face slightly

just finished showering, he was completely naked. Now that she was staring at him unabashedly while being fully clothed, he felt

the one seducing her. Since it was rare for Gwendolyn to witness him feeling so shy, a

She raised the ruler.

soft smack, a faint pink mark surfaced on Cedrick’s

it with the ruler and

expression and tone,

it’s a gift

ruler back onto the bedside

it aside, Cedrick was about to retract his hand when Gwendolyn reacted swiftly. She quickly tied his hands together with his shirt

him, her eyes gleaming with a cunning look. It was as if she was looking at

prey.