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.

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

Gwendolyn was a sneer. It was as if

with those subtle gestures earlier tonight? There’s

smoked

the cigarette under his

He continued smoking.

unmistakable click of the lighter echoed through

refused to

pack, a reckless gamble to test if Gwendolyn

with his second cigarette, he backed out

in trouble if she found out about him smoking the entire pack of cigarettes once she

would probably be ruined by her

no. I can’t do this. I’ll be

and extinguished his cigarette before sneaking back into the house. Quietly closing the door behind him, he returned

was a horrible sight to behold. He had taken up every inch of the mattress, leaving no space for Cedrick to lie

snoring filled the

on his face, Cedrick gave Nico a light kick in

latter was sleeping like

was stormy

sleeper he has to be while on a

crouched down and pinched hard on a spot in the

“Ow!”

in his dreamland, was

cast a pitiful and

wrong, Cedrick?” What

something, but he ended up sighing instead of reprimanding the other

“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 lay

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

why Cedrick had pinched him. They were in the middle of a mission, and the dangers

Cedrick,” Nico

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

“Got it…”

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

he remained at the edge

time 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,

he

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

death wish?”

with an

of hesitation, he bit the bullet and stretched

please just let me hug you for a while. It’s too

Cedrick didn’t respond.

punish me however you want when we’re

whip me, cane me, or anything else. Just don’t kill

remained perfectly still, his body stiff

Cedrick’s body when he didn’t object. He resembled an octopus, clinging to the