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

noticed where she was looking and stepped forward to

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

raising her hand, wanting to slap

“It’s better you don’t hit my face.

over her actions, she ignored his words and swung her

her attack once more as he tried hard to come up with a

can’t hit the back of Gunny’s head, nor can I let her

Joshua for two sedative shots to

I

what Joshua had told him yesterday.

he made a decision.

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

a sinister grin as she waved the

protected his head and face with one hand and covered his crotch with the other to avoid accidentally

with the belt. She kept whipping

covered, every

it silently as he allowed her to make him her

Whoosh

the air and cutting through the silence of the night. The sounds of it were terrifying from

Otherwise, they would be crying because

Gwendolyn who had lost her ability to think

from continuously swinging the belt at him.

forward

said. After venting and using up all her energy. Gwendolyn would fall back asleep.

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

and made sure she was asleep. Then, enduring the pain in his butt,

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

and purplish-blue bruises covered his skin. There was

Genny is quite strong

kitchen. He took an ice pack from the fridge and held it

a first-aid kit and sat on the couch. He rubbed anti-inflammatory ointment on the areas he could reach and used a spray for his back, defily handling all his

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

was close to three in the morning by the time

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

up at

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