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.

of smoking. He lit one cigarette after

a sneer. It was as if

memories? Then what was with those subtle gestures earlier

troubling thoughts, Cedrick absentmindedly smoked

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 the stillness of

to give

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

he was almost done with his second cigarette, he

trouble if she found out about him smoking the entire pack of

probably be ruined by her

can’t do this.

the house. Quietly closing the door behind him, he returned to the

up every inch of the mattress, leaving no space for Cedrick to

filled

on his face, Cedrick gave

was sleeping like

was stormy

be while on a Federal

down and pinched hard on a spot

“Ow!”

in his dreamland, was rudely awakened by a sting on

he rubbed his painful arm and cast a pitiful and innocent look at Cedrick’s dark

What did I do

something, but he ended up sighing instead of reprimanding the other man. “Move

“Oh! I’m sorry!”

edge of the mattress, leaving most

coat, Cedrick then draped

cold. He stared at Cedrick’s face while still massaging his aching arm and

awake, Nico understood 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

replying, “Don’t you dare hug me again. I’ll make

“Got it…”

from Cedrick. Eventually, half of his body was

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

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

was irritated, but he frowned and suppressed

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

death wish?”

was tinged with an obvious murderous

of hesitation, he bit

let me hug you for a while.

Cedrick didn’t respond.

me however you want when we’re back at

can whip me, cane me, or

his

leg on Cedrick’s body when he didn’t