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.

He lit one cigarette after

a sneer. It was as if she was mocking his

was with those subtle gestures earlier tonight?

absentmindedly smoked his way through the

beat later, he lifted his foot to extinguish the cigarette under his

He continued smoking.

lighter echoed through

refused to

him urged him to finish the entire pack, a reckless gamble to test if Gwendolyn still cared

done with his

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

probably be ruined by

do this. I’ll be risking my

sneaking back into the house. Quietly closing the door behind him, he returned to the mattress

He had taken up every inch of the

loud snoring filled the

face, Cedrick gave Nico

latter was sleeping like a

was stormy as his

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

down and pinched hard on a spot in the other man’s

“Ow!”

who was prancing about in his dreamland, was rudely awakened

cast

What did I do

say something, but he ended up sighing instead of

“Oh! I’m sorry!”

the edge of the mattress, leaving most of the

then draped

side, curling into himself to fend off the cold. He stared at Cedrick’s face while still massaging his aching arm and

mission, and the dangers surrounding them were unknown. Yet, he had been sleeping

Nico whispered

response before replying, “Don’t you dare hug me again.

“Got it…”

back to distance himself from Cedrick. Eventually, half of his

the edge

by the second, and shivers coursed through his body. In his groggy and chilled

was irritated, but he frowned and suppressed

of response only emboldened Nico. The latter inched even closer and rested his head against

death wish?” Cedrick

with an obvious

held his breath. After a moment of hesitation,

please just let me hug you for a while. It’s too cold. I

Cedrick didn’t respond.

punish me however you want when we’re back

me, or anything else. Just don’t kill

perfectly still, his body stiff with

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