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.

his habit of smoking. He lit one cigarette after another, puffing away in

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

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

smoked his way through

later, he lifted his foot to extinguish the cigarette under his foot and took out another cigarette from

He continued smoking.

echoed through the

to

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

he was almost done with his second cigarette, he

him now, he knew he’d be in trouble if she found out about him smoking

be

no. I can’t do this. I’ll be risking

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

to behold. He had taken up every inch of the

filled the entire

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

was

expression was stormy

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

and pinched hard on a spot in the other man’s inner

“Ow!”

his dreamland, was rudely awakened

painful arm and cast a

wrong, Cedrick?” What did

but he ended up sighing instead of reprimanding the other man.

“Oh! I’m sorry!”

off to the edge of

coat, Cedrick then draped it across the blanket and slowly

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

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

Nico whispered

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

“Got it…”

distance himself from Cedrick. Eventually, half of his body was hanging off the edge

a ball, he remained at the edge of the mattress and shut his eyes, sleeping

coursed through his body. In his groggy and chilled state, he instinctively moved closer to Cedrick, seeking

but he frowned and

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

you have a death wish?”

tinged with an obvious murderous

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

for a while. It’s too

Cedrick didn’t respond.

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

or anything

perfectly still, his body stiff

he didn’t object. He resembled an octopus, clinging to