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

It was as if she was mocking

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

smoked his

the cigarette

He continued smoking.

the lighter echoed through the

to give

impulsive voice in him urged him to finish the entire pack,

done with his

he’d be in trouble if she found out about him smoking the entire pack of cigarettes once she regained her

be

no. I can’t do this.

sneaking back into the house. Quietly closing the

to behold. He had taken up every inch of the mattress, leaving

filled the entire

his face, Cedrick gave Nico a light kick in the

was

expression was stormy as his blood

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

without a choice, Cedrick crouched down and pinched hard on a spot

“Ow!”

his dreamland, was rudely awakened

cast a pitiful and innocent look at

wrong, Cedrick?” What

his lips to say something, but he ended up sighing instead of reprimanding the other man.

“Oh! I’m sorry!”

off to the edge of the mattress, leaving most of the

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

to fend off the cold. He stared at Cedrick’s face while still massaging his aching arm and no longer dared

middle of a mission, and the dangers surrounding them were unknown.

Nico whispered

hug me again. I’ll make you bear

“Got it…”

from Cedrick. Eventually, half of

a ball, he remained at the edge

passed, 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, and hugged his

was irritated, but he frowned

Nico. The latter

a death wish?” Cedrick

was tinged with an obvious

breath. After a moment of hesitation, he bit the bullet and

you for a while. It’s too

Cedrick didn’t respond.

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

me, cane me, or anything else. Just

his

leg on Cedrick’s body when he didn’t object. He resembled an