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.

of his skin was screaming in pain.

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

lights would startle Gwendolyn awake, so Cedrick picked up his pajamas from the bed

pack. As he held it against his cheek, he checked the injuries

before, and there was no part of

black-he was covered in the signs of torment.

stumbled, and he had to keep himself steady with a

would tire from the act, the receiver

well for the past few nights. He was sore and tired.

cure her, so Cedrick had to quickly treat

the anti- inflammatory cream Joshua

skin, but it soon turned into flames from an inferno, burning his skin. It felt

when he was hit. Even Cedrick, a

body, and the world spun around him.

faster, he took a towel and bit onto it before

to calm the stress from the agonizing session. After putting on his pajamas, he went back upstairs to look for Gwendolyn

no pained sound leave his mouth as he silently carried Gwendolyn downstairs. Half an hour

message a long while ago, so he had rushed back to the lab to work overtime. After 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 side. This will take at least two and a half hours. I’ll watch over her

to hold Gwendolyn’s hand as he stood beside her.

woken you up in the middle of the night to work. I can’t possibly ask you to

Gwendolyn had delivered the serum to the lab in the middle of the night back

only life was peaceful

his grip on Gwendolyn’s hand. “It will be. These difficult times

keep you company then. It’s not as if I can sleep

a sigh, Joshua dragged a chair over

abrasion and swelling

this is pretty bad, and it’s rather

his wrist. “This is nothing. I’ll deal with it later.”

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

for a whole minute before he awkwardly retracted

apply the medication on your back, right? Sit down. I’ll do it for you.”

his offer with a shake of his head. “I’ve already treated it with a spray before coming out. It’s not affecting me and

knowing that nothing he said could change his mind. Hence, he quietly sat beside Cedrick and waited for Gwendolyn to be

an hour passed, and Cedrick started flagging. As he supported himself with a hand on the bed, he closed

her. Don’t be her punching bag anymore. Look at you. One more beating,

did not speak as he tried to keep his rapid pained breathing steady.

went on, “What about this? Put on a set of protective wear tomorrow