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.”

Gwendolyn’s singular target as their

allow himself to be a mere punching bag for Gwendolyn’s fury. He couldn’t

to engage in a physical confrontation. He had

frenzy, unleashed a barrage of forceful strikes honed by her background in martial arts. Her attacks were precise, targeting vulnerable areas

her onslaught while avoiding causing her harm. With unwavering focus, he skillfully evaded her powerful strikes.

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

opportunity to launch a controlled counterattack without

attacks began to wane, replaced by weariness and a flicker

succumbed to exhaustion and collapsed in Cedrick’s

altercation, the duo

and helped her clean up with a shower

them to arrive at the lab at

working late shifts for a few days, disrupting his sleep schedule. He felt exceptionally tired tonight.

the infusion, Cedrick took her

six in the morning,

weariness and carried Gwendolyn to their bedroom. for much–needed

slept soundly, undisturbed by the passing hours.

stirred awake at

her slumber, and as she

skin flawless, and even in his slumber, he exuded

found herself mesmerized by his delicate features. With a playful touch, she traced her dainty fingertips along the bridge

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

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

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

to explain every intricate detail of the unforeseen events from the

let other

as both of

basement tonight? We’ll remove any obstacles or potential dangers. You can fight me to exhaust my energy. But you have to promise not

also leave him

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

experience last night had visibly drained his energy, leaving him

the best course of action

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