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.

smoking. He

sneer. It was as

those subtle gestures earlier tonight? There’s no way

in troubling thoughts, Cedrick absentmindedly smoked his way

to extinguish the cigarette under his

He continued smoking.

the lighter echoed through the

to give

finish the entire pack, a reckless gamble to test if Gwendolyn

was almost done with his second cigarette, he backed out of

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

be ruined by

no. I can’t do this. I’ll be risking my

into the house.

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

snoring filled

face, Cedrick gave Nico a light kick in

the latter was sleeping like

expression was stormy as

much of a light sleeper he has to be

down and pinched hard on a spot in the other

“Ow!”

prancing about in his dreamland, was rudely awakened by a sting on

cast a pitiful and innocent look at Cedrick’s dark

wrong, Cedrick?” What did I

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

“Oh! I’m sorry!”

of the mattress, leaving most

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

stared at Cedrick’s face while still massaging his

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

sorry, Cedrick,” Nico whispered

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

“Got it…”

himself from Cedrick. Eventually, half of his body

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

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 Cedrick, seeking warmth, and hugged

was irritated, but he frowned and suppressed

lack of response only emboldened Nico. The latter inched even closer and rested

a death wish?” Cedrick squeezed

tone was tinged with

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

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

Cedrick didn’t respond.

you want when we’re back at the Jenson

me, or anything else.

still, his body stiff with

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