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.

smoking. He lit one cigarette after

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

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

smoked

foot to extinguish the cigarette under

He continued smoking.

lighter echoed

refused to

him urged him to finish the entire pack, a reckless gamble to test

his second

be in trouble if she found out about him smoking the entire pack of cigarettes once she regained her memories. She would likely find a

be

can’t do this. I’ll

cigarette before sneaking back into the house. Quietly closing the door behind him, he returned to the mattress in the living

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

loud snoring filled the entire

his face, Cedrick gave Nico a light kick in

the latter was

was stormy as his

to be while on a Federal Bureau of Investigation mission? Ugh. I really want to punch him, but I might wake the

hard on a

“Ow!”

his dreamland, was rudely awakened by

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

Cedrick?” What did I

up sighing instead of reprimanding the other man. “Move over. You’re

“Oh! I’m sorry!”

Nico hastily scurried off to the edge of the mattress, leaving most of the

his coat, Cedrick then draped it across

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

middle of a mission, and

sorry, Cedrick,” Nico whispered an

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

“Got it…”

half

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

by the second, and shivers coursed through his body. In his groggy and chilled state, he instinctively moved closer

was irritated, but he frowned and

Nico. The latter inched even closer and rested his head

death wish?” Cedrick squeezed

tinged with an

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

please just let me hug you for a while. It’s too cold. I won’t do

Cedrick didn’t respond.

punish me however you want

can whip me, cane me, or

still, his

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