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

was looking and

hit me instead.

raising her hand, wanting

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

having any conscious control over her actions, she ignored his words

more as he tried hard to come up with a

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

for two sedative shots to prepare for emergencies like this.

I do?

Joshua had told him

he made a

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

into a sinister grin as she waved the belt and

protected his head and face with one

She kept whipping his back,

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

teeth and endured it silently as he allowed her to

Whoosh

belt kept ringing through the air and cutting through the silence of the night.

sent the children to Grandpa’s place beforehand. Otherwise, they would be crying

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

energy was soon depleted from continuously

steps forward and brought a tired Gwendolyn into his embrace.

and using up all her

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

few minutes and made sure she was asleep. Then, enduring the pain in

were torn into shreds from the whipping. Well, that’s another set of pajamas

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

is quite

went to the kitchen. He took an ice pack

sat on the couch. He rubbed anti-inflammatory ointment on the areas he could reach and used

he returned to the bedroom and cleaned the shattered

to three in the morning by

his wounds. Then, he carefully

at

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