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?”

spun around and grabbed the ruler

ages since she last used it. As she held

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breath hitched. She even took out the ruler. What did I

time to think, he flung the towel onto the table and strode toward Gwendolyn. He unwrapped the towel that was tied tightly around his waist and knelt on the bed,

Feeling a tinge of embarrassment, he hastily covered himself with the towel

do anything wrong, nor did I lie to you. Don’t frame me

front of him. She pointed at his arm, gesturing for

sense of smell. I’m not framing you. If

trying

eyes blazed with anger as she brandished

descended, Cedrick swiftly retracted his hand. “I remember now. Are you saying that you

your mind is still functional. Your fear of the punishment is

single puff. I passed it to Nico and instructed him to smoke in a corner. Perhaps, the smell of smoke clung to me

She was quick to detect the loophole in his

you willingly lit the cigarette. However, your conscience kicked in at the most critical moment. Afraid

loss for words. So this is the notorious reasoning that

frowned even further as a wave of indignance swept over

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

you

an eyebrow. She used the end of the ruler to lift his sharp chin. “It looks like aren’t

intended to tease him, not actually punish him. She did not expect

suppressed the gloomy look in his eyes. “I wouldn’t dare to do that. If my wife says I’m wrong, then I am

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a laugh, her gaze shifting from his handsome

in her mind as the used the

seen every inch

gaze,

he had just finished showering, he was completely naked. Now that she was staring at him unabashedly while

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

She raised the ruler.

soft smack, a faint pink mark

poked it with the ruler and

her expression and tone, Cedrick knew that she

replied compliantly. “Since it’s a gift

the ruler back onto the bedside

Gwendolyn reacted swiftly. She quickly tied his hands

pounced on him, her eyes gleaming with a cunning look. It was as if she was

prey.