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.

his skin was screaming

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

and turning on the ceiling lights would startle Gwendolyn awake, so Cedrick picked up his pajamas from the bed

room before making his way to the refrigerator for an ice pack. As he held

the amount of injuries than before, and there was no part of his

was covered in the signs of

himself steady with a hand on the

tire from the act, the receiver would

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

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

the anti- inflammatory cream Joshua had given

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

Cedrick, a man with a

the world spun around him. He could barely keep his

heal faster, he took a towel and bit onto it before continuing the application

the stress from the agonizing

wounds, and when he carried 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, he

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.

Gwendolyn’s hand as he

fine. I’ve already woken you up in the middle of the night to work. I can’t possibly ask you to keep an eye on my wife

his wife reminded Joshua of how Gwendolyn had delivered the serum

your relationship. If only

Gwendolyn’s hand. “It will be. These difficult times will pass, and our

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

a sigh, Joshua dragged a chair over to sit beside

spotted the abrasion and swelling

pretty bad, and

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

reached out, thinking to pat the back of Cedrick’s hand in consolation, but quickly realized that there was

frozen in midair for a whole minute before he

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

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

that nothing he said could change his mind. Hence, he quietly

started flagging. As he supported himself with a hand on the bed,

be her punching bag anymore. Look at you. One more beating, and you’re going to

speak as he tried to

set of protective wear tomorrow night. It’s better than letting her