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, puffing away

It was as if she was mocking his

lost her memories? Then what was with those

absentmindedly smoked his way through the

the cigarette under his foot and took out another cigarette from

He continued smoking.

the lighter echoed through

to give

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

with his second cigarette,

found out about him smoking the entire pack of cigarettes once she regained her memories. She would likely find a way to punish

would probably be ruined by her

do this. I’ll be

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

had taken up every inch of the

snoring filled

scowl on his face, Cedrick gave Nico a light kick

was sleeping

stormy as his

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

crouched down and pinched hard on a spot in the other

“Ow!”

in his dreamland, was

rubbed his painful arm and cast

wrong, Cedrick?” What did I do

ended up sighing instead of reprimanding the other man. “Move

“Oh! I’m sorry!”

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

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

to fend off the cold. He stared at Cedrick’s face while

awake, Nico understood why Cedrick had pinched him. They were in the middle of a mission, and the dangers surrounding them were unknown. Yet, he

Cedrick,” Nico whispered

me again. I’ll

“Got it…”

scooted further back to distance himself from Cedrick. Eventually, half of his body was hanging

into a ball, 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

he frowned and suppressed

response only emboldened Nico. The latter

a death

with an obvious murderous

of hesitation, he bit the bullet and stretched out his

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

Cedrick didn’t respond.

however you want when we’re

cane me, or anything else. Just don’t

his body stiff with

body when he didn’t object. He resembled an