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 another,

the only response from Gwendolyn was a sneer. It was

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

Cedrick absentmindedly smoked his

later, he lifted his foot to extinguish the cigarette under his foot

He continued smoking.

unmistakable click of the lighter echoed through the

refused to

him to finish the entire pack,

with his second cigarette, he backed out of the

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

be ruined

can’t do this.

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

taken up every inch of the

snoring filled the

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

latter was sleeping like a

was stormy as his blood

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 the

pinched hard on a spot in the other man’s

“Ow!”

prancing about in his dreamland, was rudely awakened

rubbed his painful arm and cast a pitiful and innocent look at Cedrick’s dark

What

say something, but he ended up sighing instead of

“Oh! I’m sorry!”

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

taking off his coat, Cedrick then draped it across the blanket

He stared at Cedrick’s face while still massaging his aching arm and no longer dared to

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

sorry, Cedrick,” Nico whispered an

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

“Got it…”

Cedrick. Eventually, half of his body was hanging off

into a ball, he remained at the edge

by the second, and shivers coursed through his body. In

he frowned

lack of response only emboldened Nico. The latter inched even closer and

a death

was tinged with an obvious murderous

of hesitation, he bit the bullet and stretched out his arm,

hug you for a while. It’s

Cedrick didn’t respond.

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

or anything else. Just don’t kill

still, his body stiff with

Nico put his leg on Cedrick’s body when he