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 had resumed his habit of smoking. He lit one cigarette after

It was as if she was mocking his

lost her memories? Then what was with those subtle gestures

absentmindedly smoked his way through the

lifted his foot to extinguish the cigarette under his foot and

He continued smoking.

of the lighter echoed through the

refused to give

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

he was almost done with his second

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

would probably be ruined by

can’t do this. I’ll be risking my

sheepishly pocketed the cigarette pack and extinguished his cigarette before sneaking back into the house. Quietly closing the door behind him, he returned to the mattress in

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

filled the

face, Cedrick gave Nico

the latter was

stormy

he forgotten about how much of a light sleeper he has to be

crouched down and pinched hard on a spot in the other

“Ow!”

was prancing about in his dreamland, was rudely

and cast a pitiful and innocent look at Cedrick’s

What did I

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

“Oh! I’m sorry!”

edge of

draped it across the blanket and

at Cedrick’s face while still massaging his aching arm

him. They were in the middle of a mission, and the

sorry, Cedrick,” Nico whispered an

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

“Got it…”

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

remained at the edge

shivers coursed through his body. In his groggy and

irritated, but he frowned and suppressed his

of response only emboldened Nico. The latter

a death wish?”

tinged with an obvious

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

for a

Cedrick didn’t respond.

me however you want when we’re back at

whip me, cane me, or

still, his body

he didn’t object. He resembled an