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, puffing away

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

with those subtle gestures earlier

absentmindedly smoked his way

extinguish the cigarette under his foot and took out another cigarette

He continued smoking.

click of the lighter echoed through the stillness

to

urged him to finish the entire pack, a reckless gamble to test if Gwendolyn still cared about

his second cigarette, he backed

about him smoking the entire

probably be ruined by

I can’t do this. I’ll be risking my

the house. Quietly closing

sight to behold. He had taken up every inch

loud snoring filled

a scowl on his face, Cedrick gave Nico a light kick

was

was stormy

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

and pinched hard

“Ow!”

in his dreamland, was rudely

painful arm and cast a pitiful

What

up sighing instead of reprimanding the other man. “Move over. You’re occupying my

“Oh! I’m sorry!”

to the edge of the mattress, leaving most of

taking off his coat, Cedrick then draped

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

Nico understood why Cedrick had pinched him. They were in the middle of a mission, and the dangers surrounding them were unknown. Yet, he had been sleeping like a log,

Cedrick,” Nico whispered

you dare hug me again.

“Got it…”

Eventually, half of his body was hanging off the

at the edge of the

the second, and shivers coursed through his body. In his

but he frowned

The latter inched even closer

death wish?”

tone was tinged with an obvious

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

just let me hug you for a while.

Cedrick didn’t respond.

you want when we’re back at the

me, cane me, or anything

perfectly still, his body

Cedrick’s body when he didn’t object. He resembled an