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.

had resumed his habit of smoking. He lit one cigarette after another, puffing away in Gwendolyn’s

Gwendolyn was a sneer. It was as if she was mocking

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

smoked his way through the

his foot to extinguish the cigarette under his foot and took out another cigarette from

He continued smoking.

the lighter echoed through the stillness of the

refused to

entire pack, a reckless gamble to test if Gwendolyn still cared about

his second cigarette, he backed

in trouble if she found out about him smoking the

be

do this. I’ll be risking

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

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

snoring filled the

his face, Cedrick gave Nico a light kick in the

was sleeping

stormy as

how much of a light sleeper he has to be while on a

and pinched hard on a spot in the other

“Ow!”

in his dreamland, was rudely awakened by a sting on

groggily, he rubbed his painful arm and cast a pitiful and innocent look at

Cedrick?” What

lips to say something, but he ended up sighing instead of reprimanding

“Oh! I’m sorry!”

to the edge of the mattress, leaving most of the space for

off his coat, Cedrick then draped it across the

at Cedrick’s face while still massaging his

fully awake, Nico understood why Cedrick had pinched him. They were in the middle of a mission, and the dangers surrounding

Cedrick,” Nico whispered

hummed in response before replying, “Don’t you dare hug me again. I’ll make you

“Got it…”

back to distance himself from Cedrick. Eventually, half of his body was hanging off

edge

body. In his groggy and chilled state, he instinctively moved closer to

but he

The latter inched even closer and

have a death wish?” Cedrick

was tinged with an

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

a while. It’s too cold.

Cedrick didn’t respond.

punish me however you want when we’re back at

cane me, or

remained perfectly still, his

he