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.”

had become Gwendolyn’s singular target as their

mere punching bag for Gwendolyn’s fury. He couldn’t risk

left with no choice but to engage in a physical confrontation. He had to find a way to

honed by her background in martial arts. Her attacks were precise, targeting vulnerable

withstand her onslaught while avoiding causing her harm.

hour, and the discrepancy in physical stamina. between a man and a woman became evident. Gwendolyn’s strikes became less aggressive, and her movements more

to launch a controlled counterattack

that had fueled Gwendolyn’s earlier attacks

exhaustion and

fierce altercation, the duo was

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

events had caused them to arrive at the lab at three in the morning.

felt exceptionally tired tonight.

had finished the infusion, Cedrick took her back to

then, it was six in the morning, and the sky had

a wink, fought against the weariness and carried Gwendolyn to their bedroom. for much–needed

soundly, undisturbed by

at

embrace that had encircled her petite waist throughout her slumber, and as she

facial features were finely sculpted, his skin flawless, and

mesmerized by his delicate features. With a playful touch, she traced her dainty fingertips

first thing he did was pull Gwendolyn closer, showering

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

night go?”

proceeded to explain every intricate detail

other objects serve as her outlets

both of them

potential dangers. You can fight me to exhaust my energy. But you have to promise not to get hurt. What do you

solution would also leave

he would have to help, Gwendolyn shower, constantly hold her in his arms, and accompany

visibly drained his energy,

best course of action

physically exerting themselves together would be the fastest way to make her feel exhausted and fall