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.

recently, he had resumed his habit of smoking. He lit one cigarette after another,

the only response from Gwendolyn was a sneer. It was as

really lost her memories? Then what was with those subtle

troubling thoughts, Cedrick absentmindedly smoked his

he lifted his foot to extinguish the cigarette under his foot and took out

He continued smoking.

click of the lighter echoed through the stillness of

refused to

entire pack, a reckless gamble to test if Gwendolyn

was almost done with his

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

probably be ruined by

I can’t do this.

before sneaking back into the house. Quietly closing

taken up every inch of the mattress, leaving

loud snoring filled the entire

Cedrick gave Nico a light kick in

was sleeping like

was stormy as

to be while on a Federal Bureau of Investigation mission? Ugh. I really want to punch him, but I might

hard on a spot in the

“Ow!”

was rudely

his painful arm and cast a pitiful and

What

up sighing instead of reprimanding the other

“Oh! I’m sorry!”

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

his coat, Cedrick then draped it across the blanket and slowly

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

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

sorry, Cedrick,” Nico whispered an

hug me again. I’ll make you bear

“Got it…”

Eventually, half of

the edge of the

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

irritated, but he

lack of response only emboldened Nico. The latter inched

a death wish?”

tinged with

After a moment of hesitation, he

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

Cedrick didn’t respond.

you want

me, or anything

perfectly still, his body

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