Wooing My Ex-Wife

Then, he smirked and licked his teeth before arching his brow at her.

He appeared to be flirting with her, yet there was an undertone of taunting in his actions.

A fearless look was present on his face as he made it plain that he was provoking her.

At that instant, he looked so much more annoying than Charles.

However, despite his arrogance, his hand was trembling so hard that he nearly lost his grip on his cigarette.

That was his first time provoking his wife by smoking. He was nervous and scared, but his pride prevented him from chickening out.

Gwendolyn watched him from afar, expressionless.

After a few more glances at him, she sneered and turned to head to the bathroom without even saying anything.

Cedrick was promptly rendered speechless.

She barely reacted to him, and she showed no signs of anger.

The weight of disappointment bore down on him, and he slumped his shoulders in defeat.

He was crestfallen, like a vibrant peacock who was disheartened after being ignored.

After sulking for two minutes, he saw the bathroom door open again.

The second the door creaked open, he straightened up and continued smoking, acting nonchalant.

He deliberately shifted his body sideways so that Gwendolyn could catch a clearer view of him exhaling the smoke.

His jawline seemed exceptionally sharp under the moonlight, and the billowing clouds of smoke only accentuated his beauty.

In fact, he even tilted his head back so that she could see his Adam’s apple better.

His Adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed the smoke, and that motion of his exuded an alluring yet provoking charm.

However, this time, Gwendolyn did not even spare him a glance.

Cedrick saw her enter the house from the corner of his eyes.

Following a thump, the door closed behind her.

Cedrick blinked. What a waste of effort. She didn’t even bother to pay attention to me.

His eyes reddened, and his fingers turned as cold as frost. The once vibrant hues of his face faded, leaving behind a pallor of misery.

He couldn’t accept the fact that his wife completely ignored him even after she saw him smoking.

She did not even bother to spare him a glance.

If she still remembers me, she’d never tolerate me smoking.

Benedict suffered from a congenital heart condition and had a delicate respiratory system. Inhaling smoke would exacerbate his health condition, so smoking inside the house was strictly prohibited. It was the last thing Gwendolyn would allow.

his habit of smoking. He lit one cigarette after another, puffing away in Gwendolyn’s

a sneer. It was as if she was mocking

what was with those subtle gestures earlier tonight?

troubling thoughts, Cedrick absentmindedly smoked his way through

cigarette under his foot and took out another cigarette from

He continued smoking.

the lighter echoed through the stillness of

refused to give

entire pack, a reckless gamble to test if Gwendolyn still cared about

was almost done with his second cigarette,

he’d be in trouble if she found out about him smoking the entire pack of cigarettes once she regained

would probably be

do this. I’ll be risking my

and extinguished his cigarette before sneaking back into the house. Quietly closing the door behind him, he returned

a horrible sight to behold. He had taken up every inch of the mattress, leaving no space for Cedrick

filled the

gave Nico

latter was sleeping like

stormy as

asleep! Has he forgotten about how much of a light sleeper he has to be while on a Federal Bureau of Investigation mission? Ugh. I really

a choice, Cedrick crouched down and pinched hard on

“Ow!”

in his dreamland, was rudely awakened by a sting on his

groggily, he rubbed his painful arm and cast a

What did I

parted his lips to say something, but he ended up sighing

“Oh! I’m sorry!”

the edge of the mattress, leaving most of

off his coat, Cedrick then draped it across the blanket

stared at Cedrick’s face while still massaging his aching arm and no longer dared to fall

a mission, and the dangers surrounding them were unknown. Yet, he had been sleeping

Nico whispered

in response before replying, “Don’t you dare hug me again. I’ll make you bear the

“Got it…”

himself from Cedrick. Eventually, half of his body was hanging off the edge

ball, he remained at the edge of the mattress and

second, and shivers coursed through his body. In his groggy and chilled state, he instinctively

but he frowned and suppressed his

The latter inched

have a death wish?” Cedrick squeezed

tone was tinged with an obvious

of hesitation, he bit the bullet and stretched out his arm, hugging the other man’s

you for a while. It’s too cold.

Cedrick didn’t respond.

you want when we’re back at the

cane me, or anything

perfectly still, his body

Nico put his leg on Cedrick’s body when he