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.

inch of his skin was

a hand on the edge of the bed while he took calculated breaths. It took him a long time to recollect

the ceiling lights would startle Gwendolyn awake, so Cedrick picked up

he came to the living room before making his way to the refrigerator for an ice pack. As he held it against his cheek, he

of injuries than before, and there was no

was covered in the signs of torment.

to keep himself steady

assaulter would tire from the act, the receiver would be

sleeping well for the

already come up with the right dose of medication to cure her, so Cedrick had to quickly treat himself before

his senses and grabbed the anti- inflammatory cream

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

than when he was hit. Even Cedrick, a man with a high pain

and the world spun around him.

let the wounds heal faster, he took a towel and

from

Gwendolyn, her weight pressed against them. Nevertheless, Cedrick let no pained sound leave his mouth as he silently carried Gwendolyn downstairs. Half an hour later,

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

the night to work. I can’t possibly ask you to keep an eye on my

how Gwendolyn had delivered the serum to the lab in the middle of the

relationship. If only life was peaceful for you

be. These difficult times will

then. It’s not as if I

sigh, Joshua dragged a chair over

swelling on Cedrick’s wrist, and he leaned closer to

pretty bad, and it’s rather obvious.”

wrist. “This is nothing. I’ll deal

consolation, but

midair for a whole minute

to apply the medication on your

with a spray before coming out. It’s not affecting me

at his insistence, knowing that nothing he said could change his mind. Hence, he quietly sat

As he supported himself with a hand on the bed, he

be her punching bag anymore. Look at you. One more beating,

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

protective wear tomorrow night. It’s better