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

only response from Gwendolyn was a sneer. It was as if she was mocking his flirting

with those subtle gestures earlier

smoked his

to extinguish the cigarette under

He continued smoking.

echoed through the stillness of the

refused to

finish the entire pack, a

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

about him smoking the entire pack of cigarettes once she regained her memories. She would likely find

probably be ruined

can’t do this. I’ll be

sneaking back into the house. Quietly closing the door behind him, he returned to the mattress in the

had taken up every inch of the mattress, leaving no

loud snoring filled

on his face, Cedrick gave Nico a light kick in

the latter was sleeping

was stormy as

light sleeper he has to be while on a Federal Bureau of Investigation mission? Ugh. I really

crouched down and pinched hard on a spot in the other man’s

“Ow!”

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

he rubbed his painful arm and cast a pitiful and

Cedrick?” What did

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

“Oh! I’m sorry!”

hastily scurried off to the edge of the mattress,

draped it across

himself to fend off the cold. He stared at Cedrick’s face while still massaging his

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

Cedrick,” Nico whispered

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

“Got it…”

scooted further back to distance himself from Cedrick. Eventually, half of his body was hanging off the

edge of the mattress and

through his body. In his

was irritated, but he frowned and suppressed his

The latter inched even closer

you have a death wish?” Cedrick

tinged with an obvious

a moment of hesitation, he bit the bullet and

a

Cedrick didn’t respond.

however you want when we’re back at the

whip me, cane me, or anything else. Just

remained perfectly still, his body stiff

leg on Cedrick’s body when he didn’t object. He resembled an octopus, clinging