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 lit one cigarette

from Gwendolyn was a sneer. It was as if she was mocking

those subtle gestures

thoughts, Cedrick absentmindedly smoked his way

to extinguish the cigarette under his foot and

He continued smoking.

of the lighter echoed

refused to

pack, a reckless gamble to test if Gwendolyn still cared

he was almost done with his second cigarette, he backed out of

if Gwendolyn didn’t remember him now, he knew he’d be in trouble if she found out about him smoking the entire pack of

probably be ruined by

do this. I’ll be risking my

the house. Quietly closing the door behind him, he returned to

to behold. He had taken up every inch

loud snoring filled

his face, Cedrick gave Nico a light kick in the

latter was sleeping

was stormy as his blood

can’t believe he’s so sound asleep! Has he forgotten about how much of a light sleeper he has to be

a choice, Cedrick crouched down and pinched hard on a spot in the other

“Ow!”

was rudely awakened by a sting

painful arm and cast a pitiful and innocent look at Cedrick’s dark

What

parted his lips to say something, but he ended up sighing instead of reprimanding the other man. “Move over. You’re

“Oh! I’m sorry!”

of the mattress, leaving most of the

then draped it across the blanket and

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

mission, and

Nico whispered an

“Don’t you dare hug me again. I’ll make you bear

“Got it…”

further back to distance himself from Cedrick. Eventually, half of his

remained at the edge of the mattress and

grew colder by the second, and shivers coursed through his body. In his groggy and chilled state, he instinctively

irritated, but he frowned and suppressed

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

have a death wish?”

tone was tinged with an

his wits, Nico held his breath. After a moment of hesitation, he bit the bullet and stretched out

please just let me hug you for a while.

Cedrick didn’t respond.

you want when we’re back

can whip me, cane me, or anything

remained perfectly still, his body

on Cedrick’s body when he