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.

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

from Gwendolyn was a sneer. It was as if she

lost her memories? Then what was with those subtle

smoked his

his foot to extinguish the cigarette under his foot and took

He continued smoking.

of the lighter echoed through the stillness

to give

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

he was almost done with his second cigarette, he

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

probably be ruined by her

no. I can’t do this. I’ll

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

had taken up

loud snoring filled

scowl on his face, Cedrick gave Nico a light kick in

was sleeping like a

expression was stormy

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

and pinched hard on

“Ow!”

his dreamland, was rudely awakened by a sting on his

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

Cedrick?” What did I do

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

“Oh! I’m sorry!”

the edge of the mattress, leaving most of the space

then draped it across the blanket and slowly

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

awake, Nico understood why Cedrick had pinched him. They were in the middle of a mission, and

sorry, Cedrick,” Nico whispered an

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

“Got it…”

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

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

shivers coursed through his body. In his groggy and chilled state, he instinctively moved closer to Cedrick, seeking warmth, and

was irritated, but he frowned and suppressed

The latter inched even closer and rested his head

death wish?” Cedrick

tone was tinged with

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

you for a while. It’s too cold. I won’t

Cedrick didn’t respond.

punish me however you want when we’re back at the

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

still, his body stiff

put his leg on Cedrick’s body when he didn’t object. He resembled an octopus, clinging to the