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

noticed where she was looking and stepped forward to stop

get hurt if they break. It’s better if you hit

him a glare before raising her hand, wanting to slap him again.

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

having any conscious control over her actions, she ignored his words and swung her left hand toward his face.

tried hard to come up with a

head, nor can

for two

I do?

what Joshua had

made a decision.

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

as she waved the belt

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

kept whipping his back, waist, arms, chest, burt, and

his body he had covered, every inch of skin was stinging from

he allowed her to make

Whoosh

ringing through the air and cutting through the silence of the

children to Grandpa’s place beforehand. Otherwise, they

for more than half an hour. Gwendolyn who had lost her ability to think clearly, went all out to whip

soon depleted from continuously swinging the belt at

whooshing sounds stopped. Cedrick took two steps forward and brought a tired Gwendolyn into his embrace.

venting and using up all her

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

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

from the whipping. Well, that’s another set of pajamas

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

Genny is

pain all over his body and went to the kitchen. He

anti-inflammatory ointment on the

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

the morning

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

at noon again,

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