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.

resumed his habit of smoking. He lit one cigarette

response from Gwendolyn was a sneer. It

those

in troubling thoughts, Cedrick absentmindedly smoked

foot to extinguish the cigarette

He continued smoking.

of the lighter echoed through the stillness of

refused to

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

when he was almost done with his second cigarette, he

didn’t remember him now, he knew he’d be in trouble if she found out about him smoking the entire pack of cigarettes

probably be

can’t do this. I’ll

his cigarette before sneaking back into the

He had taken up every inch of the mattress, leaving no

snoring filled

scowl on his face, Cedrick gave Nico a

was sleeping

was stormy as his blood

a light sleeper he has to be

choice, Cedrick crouched down and pinched hard on a spot

“Ow!”

dreamland, was

his painful arm and cast a

Cedrick?” What

say something, but he ended up sighing instead

“Oh! I’m sorry!”

of the mattress, leaving most

taking off his coat, Cedrick then draped it across the blanket and slowly

fend off the cold. He stared at Cedrick’s

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

Cedrick,” Nico

“Don’t you dare hug me again. I’ll make you bear the

“Got it…”

half of his body

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

but he frowned and suppressed his

only emboldened Nico. The latter inched even closer and rested his head against

you have a death wish?” Cedrick squeezed

was tinged with

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

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

Cedrick didn’t respond.

you want when we’re back at the

me, or anything

still, his body stiff

body when he didn’t