Wooing My Ex-Wife

Chapter 539 Do Not Hit My Face 

It was bizarre to be slapped awake by someone when one was sleeping peacefully

Gedrick immediately opened his eyes.

In the dark, he could feel a gust of wind that accompanied another oncoming slap.

His reflexes kicked in as he quickly reached out to grab Gwendolyn’s wrist. He sat up and turned to switch on the bedside lamp.

When he turned back to look at Gwendolyn, he noticed her eyes were red with anger.

Her mania is acting up again. What’s going on

While he was puzzled, Gwendolyn sent him a kick, causing him to twist away to dodge it. As they both had solid foundations in self-defense, they started fighting on the bed.

Cedrick only played defense, whereas Gwendolyn kept attacking him,

In terms of martial arts. Cedrick was much more capable than Gwendolyn, even when she was in a state of frenzy. Besides that, the difference between a man’s and a woman’s strengths was too vast,

Their fight lasted over ten minutes before Gwendolyn got off the bed. Irritated, she grabbed the bedside lamp, wanting to smash it.

“Gwenny, don’t!”

Cedrick was confused. Why did she change tactical.

He hurried over to snatch the lamp from her, but it was too late.

Crush!

The lamp hit the corner of the bedside table. With a bang, it was smashed into pieces.

The shattered glass flew everywhere and cut Gwendolyn’s calves. However, she did not feel any pain. Murderous intent filled her eyes.

Only one thought flashed across her mind-she wanted to see blood.

She picked up the sharp, broken lamp and pointed it at Cedrick’s chest.

He quickly dodged her attack, swiftly knocking the weapon in her hand away in the process,

“Darling, don’t use such a deadly weapon. Let’s just use our fists to fight,” he said helplessly.

However, Gwendolyn was too lost in her mania. She could not understand a word he was saying.

was a vicious look in her eyes as she struggled out of his grip. Turning to the dresser, she reached for

and

hit me

shot him a glare before raising her hand, wanting

heavily and said, “It’s better you don’t hit my face. I won’t be

she ignored his words and swung her left hand toward his face.

tried hard to come

hit the back of Gunny’s head, nor can I let her smash

forgotten to ask Joshua for two sedative shots to prepare for emergencies like

should I

Joshua had told him yesterday.

he made a

grabbed a belt from the wardrobe and placed it in Gwendolyn’s hand. “Here. Use this to hit me. Vent your frustrations and

she waved the

stood still, not dodging any of her whips. He protected his head and face with one hand and covered his crotch with the other to avoid

belt. She kept whipping his back, waist, arms, chest,

covered, every inch of skin was

as he allowed

Whoosh

through the silence of the night. The sounds of it were terrifying from afar.

place beforehand. Otherwise, they would be crying because of the

who had lost her

energy was soon depleted from continuously swinging the belt at

steps forward and brought a tired Gwendolyn into his

and using up all her energy.

tonight’s torturoux experience. Cedrick breathed a heavy sigh as he carried Gwendolyn onto the bed and pulled the covers over

sure she was asleep. Then, enduring the pain in his butt, he carefully sat

into shreds from the whipping. Well, that’s another set of pajamas gone to istite,

entire body was littered with marks. Red welts and purplish-blue bruises covered his skin. There was

is quite strong

body and went to the kitchen. He took an ice pack from the fridge and held it lightly against his face.

sat on the couch. He rubbed anti-inflammatory ointment on the areas

was done, he returned to the bedroom and cleaned the shattered glass

in the morning by the

a new set of pajamas and bandaged his wounds. Then, he carefully climbed back into bed and inched close to

at noon

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