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.

He lit one cigarette after another, puffing

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

was with those subtle gestures earlier

thoughts, Cedrick absentmindedly smoked

the cigarette under his foot and took out another cigarette

He continued smoking.

lighter echoed through the stillness of the

to

pack, a reckless gamble to test if Gwendolyn still

his second cigarette, he backed out of the

knew he’d be in trouble if she found out about him smoking the entire

would probably be ruined by her

this. I’ll

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

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

snoring filled the

on his face, Cedrick gave Nico

the latter was sleeping

expression was stormy

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 wake

crouched down and pinched hard

“Ow!”

in his dreamland, was

cast a pitiful and innocent look

What did I

he ended up sighing instead of reprimanding

“Oh! I’m sorry!”

hastily scurried off to the edge of

Cedrick then draped it

curling into himself to fend off the cold. He stared at Cedrick’s

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

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

“Got it…”

further back to distance himself from Cedrick. Eventually, half of his

at the edge

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

was irritated, but he frowned and suppressed his

lack of response only emboldened Nico. The latter

death

tone was tinged with an obvious

his breath. After a moment of hesitation,

hug you for a while. It’s

Cedrick didn’t respond.

you want when

cane me, or anything else.

his body

leg on Cedrick’s body when he