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 lit one cigarette after another, puffing away in Gwendolyn’s

from Gwendolyn was a sneer. It was as if she was mocking his

really lost her memories? Then what was with those subtle gestures earlier tonight? There’s

thoughts, Cedrick absentmindedly smoked his way through

he lifted his foot to extinguish the cigarette under his foot and took out

He continued smoking.

the lighter echoed through the stillness of

to give

urged him to finish the entire pack, a reckless

with his second cigarette, he backed

he’d be in trouble if she found out about him smoking

be ruined by

do this. I’ll be risking my

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

to behold. He had taken up every

loud snoring filled

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

the latter was sleeping like

stormy as

believe he’s so sound asleep! Has he forgotten about how much of a light sleeper he has to be while on a Federal Bureau of Investigation mission? Ugh.

crouched down and pinched hard on a spot in the other

“Ow!”

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

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

What

he ended up sighing instead of reprimanding the

“Oh! I’m sorry!”

to the edge of the mattress, leaving most

off his coat, Cedrick then draped it across the blanket

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

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

Nico

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

“Got it…”

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

ball, he remained at the edge of the

body. In his groggy and chilled state, he instinctively moved closer to Cedrick,

was irritated, but he frowned and suppressed his

emboldened Nico. The latter

you have a death wish?” Cedrick squeezed

tinged with an obvious murderous

a moment of hesitation, he

me hug you for a

Cedrick didn’t respond.

punish me however you want

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

remained perfectly still, his body

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