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.

he had resumed his habit of smoking. He lit one cigarette

sneer. It

she really lost her memories? Then what was with those

thoughts, Cedrick absentmindedly smoked his way through

cigarette under his foot and took out

He continued smoking.

click of the lighter echoed through

to

finish the entire pack,

his second cigarette,

found out about him smoking the entire pack of cigarettes once she regained her

probably be ruined by her

this. I’ll be

his cigarette before sneaking back into the house. Quietly closing the door

to behold. He had taken up every inch

filled

on his face, Cedrick gave Nico a light kick

latter was sleeping

expression was stormy as his blood

light sleeper he has to be while on a

Cedrick crouched down and pinched hard on a spot in the

“Ow!”

in his dreamland, was rudely

groggily, he rubbed his painful arm and cast a pitiful and innocent look at Cedrick’s

Cedrick?” What

ended up sighing instead of reprimanding the other man. “Move

“Oh! I’m sorry!”

of the mattress, leaving most of the space

his coat, Cedrick then draped it across the

off the cold. He stared at Cedrick’s face while still

of a mission, and the dangers surrounding

sorry, Cedrick,” Nico whispered an

replying, “Don’t you dare hug me again. I’ll make you bear the consequences if you

“Got it…”

Eventually, half of his body was

ball, he remained at the edge of the mattress

the second, and shivers coursed through his body. In his groggy and chilled state, he instinctively moved closer to Cedrick, seeking warmth, and hugged

was irritated, but he frowned and suppressed

only emboldened Nico. The latter inched even closer and rested his head

a death

with an obvious murderous

wits, Nico held his breath. After a moment of hesitation, he bit

just let me hug you for a while. It’s too cold. I

Cedrick didn’t respond.

punish me however you want when we’re back

cane me, or

still, his body

leg on Cedrick’s body when he didn’t object. He resembled