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.

his habit of smoking. He lit one cigarette

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

lost her memories? Then what was with those subtle gestures

in troubling thoughts, Cedrick absentmindedly smoked his way through

his foot to extinguish the cigarette under his foot and took out another cigarette from

He continued smoking.

lighter echoed through the stillness of the

to

impulsive voice in him urged him to finish the entire pack, a reckless gamble to test

with his second cigarette, he

remember him now, he knew he’d be in trouble if she found out about him smoking

probably be ruined by her

do this. I’ll be risking my

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

was a horrible sight to behold. He had taken up every inch of the mattress, leaving no

snoring filled

his face, Cedrick gave Nico a light kick in

was

was stormy as his blood

much of a light sleeper he has to be while

a choice, Cedrick crouched down and pinched hard on a

“Ow!”

dreamland, was

his painful arm and cast a pitiful and innocent look

wrong, Cedrick?” What did

up sighing instead of reprimanding the other man.

“Oh! I’m sorry!”

edge of the mattress,

draped it across the

the cold. He stared at Cedrick’s face while

awake, Nico understood why Cedrick had pinched him. They were in the middle of a mission, and the

Nico whispered an

again. I’ll make you bear the consequences if you do that

“Got it…”

Eventually, half of his body was hanging off the

the edge of the mattress and shut

shivers coursed through his body. In his groggy and chilled state, he instinctively moved closer to Cedrick,

irritated, but he frowned

response only emboldened Nico. The latter inched even closer

you have a death wish?” Cedrick

tone was tinged with an

breath. After a moment of hesitation, he bit the bullet and stretched

just let me hug you for a while. It’s too cold. I won’t do

Cedrick didn’t respond.

however you want

me, cane me, or anything

still, his body stiff with

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