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.

habit of smoking. He lit one cigarette after another,

was a sneer. It was

lost her memories? Then what was with those subtle gestures earlier tonight?

smoked his way through

later, he lifted his foot to extinguish the cigarette under his foot and took out another cigarette from

He continued smoking.

click of the lighter echoed through the

to give

to finish the entire pack, a reckless gamble to test if Gwendolyn

he was almost done with his second

smoking the

would probably be ruined by

this. I’ll be risking

pocketed the cigarette pack and extinguished his cigarette before sneaking back into the house. Quietly closing the door behind him, he returned to the mattress in the living

to behold. He had taken up every inch of the mattress,

filled the entire

face, Cedrick gave Nico a light kick in the

the latter was

was stormy

can’t believe he’s so sound 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

without a choice, Cedrick crouched down and pinched hard on a spot

“Ow!”

about in his dreamland, was rudely awakened by a sting

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

Cedrick?” What did

his lips to say something, but he ended up sighing instead of reprimanding the other

“Oh! I’m sorry!”

that, Nico hastily scurried off to the edge of the mattress, leaving most

off his coat, Cedrick then draped it across

on his side, curling into himself to fend off the cold. He stared at Cedrick’s face while still massaging his aching

why Cedrick had pinched him. They were in the middle of a mission, and the dangers surrounding them were unknown. Yet, he

Cedrick,” Nico whispered an

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

“Got it…”

Cedrick. Eventually, half of his body was

into a ball, he remained at the edge of the

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

irritated, but he frowned

emboldened Nico. The latter inched even

have a death wish?” Cedrick squeezed

tone was tinged with an

hesitation, he bit the bullet and stretched out his arm,

please just let me hug you for a

Cedrick didn’t respond.

want when we’re back at the

whip me, cane me, or anything else.

still, his

nervously, Nico put his leg on Cedrick’s body when he didn’t object. He resembled