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.

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

she was looking and stepped forward to stop her.

smashing things. You’ll get hurt if they break. It’s better if you hit me instead. I won’t dodge anymore. I’ll let

glare before raising her

heavily and said, “It’s better you don’t hit my face. I won’t be good-looking anymore if you hurt my

over her actions, she ignored his words and

as he tried

head, nor can I let her smash

forgotten to ask Joshua for two sedative shots to prepare

should I do?

recalled what Joshua had told him

made a decision.

in Gwendolyn’s hand. “Here. Use this to

a sinister grin as she

protected his head and face with one hand

on Cedrick with the belt. She kept whipping his back, waist, arms,

he had covered, every

silently as he allowed

Whoosh

through the air and cutting through the silence of the

to Grandpa’s place beforehand. Otherwise,

lasted for more than half an hour. Gwendolyn who had lost her ability to

was soon depleted from continuously swinging the belt

two steps forward and brought

After venting and using up all her energy. Gwendolyn

of tonight’s torturoux experience. Cedrick breathed a heavy sigh as he carried Gwendolyn

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

whipping. Well,

Red welts and purplish-blue bruises covered his skin. There was also blood dripping from some

is quite

to the kitchen. He took an ice pack from the fridge

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

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

close to three in the

changed into a new set of pajamas and bandaged his wounds. Then, he carefully climbed back into

up at noon again,

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