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.

his habit of smoking. He lit one

It was as

really lost her memories? Then what was with those subtle gestures

smoked

the cigarette under his

He continued smoking.

lighter echoed through the stillness of the

refused to give

him urged him to finish the entire pack,

was almost done with his second cigarette,

him now, he knew he’d be in trouble if she found out about him smoking the

would probably be ruined by her

can’t do this.

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

sight to behold. He had taken up

loud snoring filled

face, Cedrick gave Nico

was sleeping like a

was stormy as his blood

can’t 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. I really want to punch him, but I might

choice, Cedrick crouched down and pinched hard on a

“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

What did I

something, but he ended up sighing instead of reprimanding the

“Oh! I’m sorry!”

scurried off to the edge of the

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

cold. He stared at Cedrick’s face while still massaging his aching arm and

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

sorry, Cedrick,” Nico whispered

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

“Got it…”

to distance himself from Cedrick. Eventually, half

a ball, he remained at the edge of

his body. In his groggy and chilled state,

irritated, but he

latter inched even

you have a death wish?” Cedrick squeezed

tone was tinged with an

wits, Nico held his breath. After a moment of hesitation, he bit the bullet and stretched out his arm, hugging the

for a while. It’s too

Cedrick didn’t respond.

punish me however you want when we’re back

cane me, or anything else. Just

perfectly still, his body stiff with

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