Wooing My Ex-Wife

Cedrick swiftly swung open the basement door when he heard the excruciating scream.

As the lights flickered on, he was met with a scene of chaos and destruction.

The tools intended for Gwendolyn’s release lay shattered, a result of her uncontrollable frenzy.

At that moment, she resembled a wild creature, fierce and untamed.

Amidst the disarray, Cedrick’s primary concern was Gwendolyn’s well–being.

He carefully scanned her body, relieved to find no visible wounds or traces of blood. However, her piercing red eyes remained fixed upon him, unwavering and intense, as if she regarded him as her target.

“Gwenny?” Cedrick called out, but his words were met with silence.

It was clear that she had yet to break free from her maniac state.

In that instant, Cedrick comprehended Gwendolyn’s motives. She had deliberately lured him into opening the door by emitting an unfamiliar sound.

Despite Gwendolyn’s loss of consciousness, her instincts remained sharp.

Cedrick stood his ground, maintaining a safe distance, waiting for her to dismantle the sandbags and launch herself toward him.

Within two minutes, the final sandbag was reduced to tatters, leaving a trail of scattered sand in its wake.

Gwendolyn, resembling a terrifying apparition, launched herself at Cedrick with astonishing speed.

A resounding slap whizzed through the air.

Cedrick’s quick reflexes enabled him to seize her wrist, deftly avoiding the blow.

The duo engaged in a fierce confrontation in the basement.

In the past, they had avoided physical confrontations in the bedroom as Cedrick was concerned that Gwendolyn might inadvertently damage something or injure herself amid the turmoil.

However, the altered basement was stripped of any sharp objects. Hence, Cedrick could carefully plan his movements to ensure Gwendolyn’s safety.

“Come on, Darling. Let’s battle, and we shall see who tires first.”

singular target as their

to allow himself to be a mere punching bag for Gwendolyn’s fury. He couldn’t risk sustaining injuries that would

confrontation. He had to find a way to engage in the fight while

her background in martial arts. Her attacks

precarious position, having to withstand her onslaught while avoiding causing her harm. With unwavering focus, he skillfully

dragged on for over half an hour, and the discrepancy in physical stamina. between a man and a woman became evident.

the opportunity to launch a

attacks

and collapsed

altercation, the duo was drenched in sweat.

carried Gwendolyn to the bedroom and helped her clean up with a shower before they headed

them to arrive at

shifts for a few days, disrupting his sleep schedule. He felt exceptionally tired tonight. Despite his exhaustion, he managed to administer the

finished the infusion, Cedrick took her

six in the morning, and the sky had slowly brightened.

wink, fought against the weariness and carried Gwendolyn to their bedroom.

undisturbed by the

finally stirred awake at three in the

throughout her slumber,

finely sculpted, his skin flawless, and even in his slumber,

a playful touch, she traced her dainty

and the first thing he did was pull Gwendolyn closer, showering her with an overwhelming storm of kisses and affectionate greetings.

as his kisses tickled her. She placed her hand on his

fooling around. How did last night go?” she

explain every intricate

in the basement and let other objects serve as her

both of them contemplated the

basement tonight? We’ll remove any obstacles or potential dangers. You can fight

would also

help, Gwendolyn shower, constantly hold her in his arms, and accompany her to the laboratory and back.

night had visibly drained his energy,

the best course of action for now.

would be the fastest