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 after another, puffing away

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

memories? Then what was with those subtle gestures

thoughts, Cedrick absentmindedly smoked his way through the entire

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

He continued smoking.

of the lighter echoed through

to give

voice in him urged him to finish the entire pack, a

his second cigarette, he backed out

if she found out about him smoking the entire pack of cigarettes once she regained her memories. She would likely find a way to punish him

probably be ruined by her

no. I can’t do this.

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

behold. He had taken up every inch of the mattress, leaving no space for Cedrick to lie

loud snoring filled the entire

Cedrick gave Nico a light kick in the

the latter was sleeping like a

expression was stormy as his blood

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 want to punch him, but I might

down and pinched hard on a

“Ow!”

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

and cast a pitiful and innocent look

What did

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

“Oh! I’m sorry!”

that, Nico hastily scurried off to the edge of

Cedrick then draped it across

himself to fend off the cold. He stared at Cedrick’s face while still massaging his aching arm and no longer

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 an

response before replying, “Don’t you dare hug me again. I’ll make you bear the consequences if you do that

“Got it…”

Cedrick. Eventually, half of

a ball, he remained at the edge of the mattress and shut his

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

was irritated, but he frowned

of response only emboldened Nico. The latter inched even closer and

death

with an

After a moment of hesitation, he bit the bullet and stretched out his

a while. It’s too cold. I won’t do this

Cedrick didn’t respond.

you want when we’re

me, or anything else. Just don’t kill

remained perfectly still, his body stiff with

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