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.

He lit one cigarette after another, puffing away in Gwendolyn’s

from Gwendolyn was a sneer. It was as if she

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

absentmindedly smoked his way through the

lifted his foot to extinguish the cigarette under his foot and took

He continued smoking.

echoed through the

to give

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

with his second cigarette,

him smoking the entire pack of cigarettes once she regained her memories. She would likely find

would probably be

can’t do this. I’ll be

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

horrible sight to behold. He had taken up every inch of

snoring filled the entire

his face, Cedrick gave Nico a

latter was sleeping like

expression was stormy

asleep! Has he forgotten about how much of a light sleeper he has to be while on a Federal Bureau of Investigation mission? Ugh. I really want to punch him, but

without a choice, Cedrick crouched down and pinched hard

“Ow!”

in his dreamland, was rudely

arm and cast

What

say something, but he ended up sighing instead of reprimanding

“Oh! I’m sorry!”

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

Cedrick then draped it across the blanket and

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

why Cedrick had pinched him. They were in the middle of a mission, and the dangers surrounding them were unknown. Yet, he had been sleeping like a

Cedrick,” Nico whispered

me again. I’ll

“Got it…”

to distance himself from Cedrick. Eventually, half of his body was

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

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

he

only emboldened Nico. The latter inched even closer

death wish?” Cedrick squeezed

tone was tinged with an obvious

his breath. After a moment of hesitation, he bit the

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

Cedrick didn’t respond.

however you want when we’re back at the

me, or anything else. Just

still, his body stiff

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