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

was a sneer. It

with those subtle gestures earlier tonight? There’s no way

Cedrick absentmindedly smoked his way through the entire

foot to extinguish the cigarette under his foot and took out another cigarette from the

He continued smoking.

click of the lighter echoed through the stillness of the

refused to give

entire pack, a reckless gamble to test if Gwendolyn still cared

done with his second cigarette, he backed out of the

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

probably be

I can’t do this. I’ll be risking my

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

taken up every inch of the mattress, leaving no space

filled the

a scowl on his face, Cedrick gave Nico a light

latter was sleeping

stormy as his blood

of a light sleeper he has to be while on a Federal Bureau of Investigation mission? Ugh. I really

choice, Cedrick crouched down and pinched hard on a spot in the other man’s inner

“Ow!”

his dreamland, was rudely awakened

groggily, he rubbed his painful arm and cast a pitiful and innocent

Cedrick?” What

parted his lips to say something, but he ended up sighing instead of reprimanding the other man.

“Oh! I’m sorry!”

of the mattress, leaving most of the

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

stared at Cedrick’s face while

mission, and

sorry, Cedrick,” Nico whispered

“Don’t you dare hug me again. I’ll make you bear the consequences if you do

“Got it…”

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

remained at the edge of the mattress and shut his

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

was irritated, but he frowned and suppressed

The latter inched

you have a death wish?”

tone was tinged with an obvious

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

you for a while. It’s

Cedrick didn’t respond.

want when we’re

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

still, his body

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