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 clash

allow himself to be a mere punching bag for Gwendolyn’s fury.

in a physical confrontation. He had to find a

frenzy, unleashed a barrage of forceful strikes honed by her background in martial arts. Her attacks

in a precarious position, having to withstand her onslaught while avoiding causing

and the discrepancy in physical stamina. between a man and a

launch a controlled counterattack without causing lasting harm.

fueled Gwendolyn’s earlier attacks began to wane, replaced by weariness and a flicker of surrender.

succumbed to exhaustion and collapsed in

fierce altercation, the duo

bedroom and helped her clean up with

caused them to arrive at

been working late shifts for a few days, disrupting his sleep schedule. He felt exceptionally tired tonight. Despite his exhaustion, he managed to administer the necessary IV treatment

finished the infusion, Cedrick

was six in the morning, and the sky had

slept a wink, fought against the weariness and carried Gwendolyn to their

undisturbed by the passing

finally stirred awake at three in the

petite waist throughout her slumber, and as she shifted, she caught sight of Cedrick peacefully

facial features were finely sculpted, his skin flawless, and

features. With a playful touch, she traced her dainty fingertips along the bridge

Gwendolyn closer, showering her with an overwhelming storm of

placed her

around. How did last night go?” she asked,

composure and proceeded to explain every intricate detail of the unforeseen events from the previous night.

and let other objects serve as her outlets for release had

bedroom was silent as both of them

or potential dangers. You can fight me to exhaust my energy. But you have

also leave him exhausted.

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

experience last night had visibly drained his energy, leaving him exhausted.

the best course of action for

that depleting Gwendolyn’s energy by physically exerting themselves together would be