Wooing My Ex-Wife

Without hesitation, his hand shot out to grab Gwendolyn’s left wrist.

With her two hands restrained, the frenzied Gwendolyn started kicking her legs.

Cedrick was forced to move backward. Once he let go of her, he rolled twice across the bed before landing steadily on the carpet.

While Gwendolyn went to look for more objects to alleviate her emotions, he took the opportunity to dash to the closet to grab a belt, the moonlight the only light source for him in the dark. Before Gwendolyn could throw something else onto the ground, he rushed to the other side of the bed and placed the belt in her hand.

Once Gwendolyn got hold of a weapon, the bloodlust in her eyes grew more intense.

“Wait!” Cedrick cried out in a panic,

In the next second, he took off his pajamas and threw them on the bed before standing naked in front of Gwendolyn. He did not want another set of clothes destroyed again.

“Come, Gwenny. Do it fast so we can go back to sleep.”

Gwendolyn roared as if she had turned into a beast without rationality and sentience.

There was nothing but anger in her eyes-there was no trace of pity for him-as she swung the belt toward him.

Smack!

Every whip she did struck an old wound, but Cedrick endured it with deep breaths and gritted teeth as he covered his crotch.

Quietly, he counted the attacks, wondering how long more he had to endure them.

The whooshing of the whipping belt was terrifying in the silent night.

The one-sided violence lasted close to an hour.

Eventually, the whipping grew weaker.

When Cedrick lifted his head, he noticed the manic quality in Gwendolyn’s eyes fading away, giving place to exhaustion.

The second she fell backward, Cedrick shot forward to grab her.

Like the night before, he nimbly placed her back on the bed.

He had been keeping tracking earlier, so he knew she had delivered two hundred and eighteen strikes on him. Genny’s strong when she’s manic

He inhaled sharply.

It hurt terribly.

skin was screaming in

supported himself with a hand on the edge of the bed while he

Gwendolyn awake, so Cedrick picked up his

the living room before making his way to the refrigerator for an ice pack. As he held it against his cheek, he checked the injuries on the rest of

before, and there was no part of his

was covered in the signs

keep himself steady with

would tire from the act, the receiver

he had not been sleeping well for the past few nights. He was sore and tired.

up with the right dose of medication to cure her,

mind, he forced himself to snap back to his senses and grabbed the anti- inflammatory cream Joshua had given him during the day to apply to his wounds.

a potent medication. Initially, Cedrick felt a cooling sensation on his skin, but it soon turned into flames from an

than when he was hit. Even Cedrick, a man

his entire body, and the world spun around

he took a towel and

drank a glass of water to calm the stress from the agonizing session.

pained sound leave his mouth as he silently carried Gwendolyn

administering intravenous therapy for Gwendolyn, Joshua turned to look at Cedrick with a frown “This is too tiring for you, Cedrick. Go and rest in the room at the

to hold Gwendolyn’s hand as

you up in the middle of the night to work. I can’t possibly ask you to keep an eye on my wife too. Go ahead and sleep. I’ll wake

Joshua of how Gwendolyn had delivered the serum to the lab in the middle of the night back then for Cedrick.

relationship. If only life was

will be. These difficult times will pass, and

then. It’s not as if I can sleep anyway.

sigh, Joshua dragged a chair

keenly spotted the abrasion and swelling

bad, and

at his wrist. “This is nothing. I’ll deal with

to pat the back of Cedrick’s hand in consolation, but quickly realized that

frozen in midair for a whole minute before he

hard to apply the medication on your back,

of his head. “I’ve already treated it with a spray before coming out. It’s

trying to persuade him otherwise at his insistence, knowing that nothing he said could change his mind. Hence, he quietly sat beside Cedrick and waited for Gwendolyn to be done with her intravenous therapy.

As he supported himself with a hand on the bed, he closed his eyes to rest.

him, Joshua said, “Cedrick, if she gets another episode tomorrow, we should sedate her. Don’t be her punching bag anymore. Look at you. One more beating, and you’re going to be downed.”

as he tried to

tomorrow night. It’s better than letting her hit you