Wooing My Ex-Wife

Concealing the emotions in her eyes, Gwendolyn put down the comb and went to the basin to freshen up, ignoring the man.

After a few more minutes, her forehead was slightly damp, and though her fair and clean cheeks were devoid of any makeup, she still looked fresh and attractive. As she walked out of the restroom slowly, her gaze inadvertently shifted toward the man in the dark military overcoat standing by the door.

There was a newly lit cigarette between the man’s fingertips.

It’s been only a few minutes, and he’s already lighting another cigarette. Two cigarettes at night and two in the morning. Does he even care about his lungs?

Seemingly noticing her gaze, Cedrick slowly turned his head and met her eyes.

However, after just two seconds of eye contact, he averted his gaze in dejection and resumed smoking.

Frowning, Gwendolyn swiftly walked over and tried to snatch the cigarette from his hand. “Stop smoking,” she said firmly.

Afraid that she might accidentally hurt herself, Cedrick moved his hand out of the way to prevent the spark on the cigarette butt from burning her.

Despite so, his handsome face wore an arrogant expression, devoid of the sorrowful look he had last night.

“My wife is the only person in this world who has a say in my actions. Since you claim not to be my wife, you have no right to interfere with my matters.”

Gwendolyn’s expression turned cold, though she attempted to conceal the displeasure in her eyes. “I may not be your wife, but I still have the right to intervene.”

Assertively, she snatched the cigarette butt from his hand, threw it on the ground, and stamped it out.

“Megan and I don’t smoke, yet you’re making the house stink with smoke and subjecting us to inhaling second-hand smoke. Don’t you think that’s too much?”

What she said made sense, and she seemed genuinely furious, her strong aversion to the smoke evident.

Despite her anger and aversion to the smoke, she did not express any concern about the potential health consequences of smoking for him.

Cedrick’s complexion grew slightly paler as he swallowed the bitterness welling up inside him. Avoiding her fierce gaze, he mustered a weak smile.

“You’re right. It was wrong of me to do so. I’ll go somewhere further to smoke then.”

As Cedrick stood up to leave and put the pack of cigarettes back into his pocket, a sudden gust of wind brushed past his ear. Instinctively, he tilted his head to dodge the incoming attack, but to his surprise, he felt a delicate hand grab his back collar.

Annoyed, he attempted to strike back, but he didn’t dare to use too much force, afraid of hurting Gwendolyn.

The woman evaded his counterattack and deftly showcased her skills in jiu-jitsu without holding back.

The two of them then started fighting at the doorway.

Megan heard the commotion from the kitchen, she rushed out to

was caught off guard by Megan’s sudden appearance, and he

skillfully executed a shoulder throw, directly knocking

on his lower back, she swiftly pinned his hands, locking them behind his back, and skillfully used the sleeves of his own

dare struggle, for he was afraid

entire process was swift, taking only

Gwendolyn stood up and lifted Cedrick by his collar. Pressing down on

“Ouch, that hurts…”

his buttocks were

force compared to when

a deep breath to hold back groans of pain

stood Megan, who was stunned by Gwendolyn’s

leaned against the wall and kept his eyes trained on Gwendolyn’s face,

in the courtyard, Nico, who had just returned from a

widened in utter

considered

Cedrick, aiming only at fleshy parts to avoid

reached into his pocket and took out the cigarette pack

to the ground, and

eyes in disgust, she glared at the cigarette pack. Then, as though still not satisfied enough, she

the cigarettes, she fixed her gaze on the back of Cedrick’s head and delivered a stern warning. “I’ll say this once, and only once. I despise cigarettes, and I can’t stand it even if you smoke elsewhere. The mere smell of smoke nauseates me. I don’t care if you’re some important figure in Salinsburgh. As long as you’re here, you must abide by my rules. If you dare to smoke or provoke me again, I won’t hesitate to

Megan’s arm. Her voice softened when she said, “He reeks of cigarette smoke. I know you can’t stand it too, Megan. Don’t let

hesitant. “But… it’s time for

shouldn’t be a big deal for him to skip

dragged the former back into the house

Gwendolyn treated Cedrick when he

an impolite guest over and cause trouble for

astounded by the sheer ferocity with which Gwendolyn had pummeled Cedrick moments

like she has truly lost her memories. I bet her impression

he curled his lips into a

three of them entered the house, Nico hurriedly went over

“Cedrick, are you okay?”

expression clouded over. How can I be

didn’t hit him out of concern for his health. She did it

beating he endured was not

a sigh in dismay and leaned weakly on Nico’s shoulder.

as he assisted Cedrick in straightening his coat and then asked with concern, “If Gwendolyn doesn’t remember you, why did

that Nico felt a twinge of pain in his own buttocks just by watching