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

was a sneer. It was as if she was mocking

those subtle gestures earlier tonight? There’s no way I’d miss

smoked his way

the cigarette under his foot and took out another cigarette from

He continued smoking.

lighter echoed through the

refused to

to finish the entire pack, a reckless gamble

was almost done with his second cigarette, he backed

he knew he’d be in trouble if she found out about him smoking the entire pack of cigarettes once she regained her memories. She would likely

probably be ruined by her

do this. I’ll be risking my

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

behold. He had taken up every inch of the

snoring filled the

his face, Cedrick gave

latter was sleeping

stormy as

much of a light sleeper he has to be while on a Federal Bureau of Investigation mission? Ugh. I really want to punch him,

hard on a spot in the other

“Ow!”

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

rubbed his painful arm and cast a pitiful and innocent

Cedrick?” What did

up sighing instead of reprimanding the other

“Oh! I’m sorry!”

Nico hastily scurried off to the edge of the mattress, leaving

then draped it across

He stared at Cedrick’s face while still massaging his

a mission, and the dangers surrounding them were

Nico whispered an

you dare hug me again. I’ll make you bear the consequences if you do

“Got it…”

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

into a ball, he remained at the edge of

second, and shivers coursed through his body. In his groggy and chilled

but he frowned and suppressed his

latter inched even closer and rested his head

have a death wish?”

tone was tinged with an obvious murderous

of his wits, Nico held his breath. After a moment of hesitation, he bit the bullet and stretched out his arm, hugging the

hug you for a while. It’s too cold. I

Cedrick didn’t respond.

punish me however you want when we’re back at the Jenson

can whip me, cane me, or anything

remained perfectly still, his body stiff

he didn’t object. He resembled an octopus,