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

the only response from Gwendolyn was a sneer. It was as if she

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

in troubling thoughts, Cedrick absentmindedly smoked his

the cigarette

He continued smoking.

lighter echoed through the stillness of the

refused to

him to finish the entire pack, a reckless

done with his second cigarette, he backed out of the

he knew he’d be in trouble if she found out about him smoking the entire pack of cigarettes once she regained

probably be

can’t do this. I’ll be risking my

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

behold. He had taken up every inch of the mattress, leaving no space

filled the

a scowl on his face, Cedrick gave Nico a

the latter was sleeping like a

expression was stormy as

sound asleep! Has he forgotten about how much of a light sleeper he has to be while on a Federal Bureau of Investigation

a choice, Cedrick crouched down and pinched hard

“Ow!”

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

painful arm and cast a pitiful and innocent look at

Cedrick?” What did I do

something, but he ended up sighing instead of reprimanding the

“Oh! I’m sorry!”

the edge of the mattress, leaving most of the space for

Cedrick then draped it across the blanket

the cold. He stared at Cedrick’s face while still massaging his aching arm and no longer dared to fall back

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

Nico whispered

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

“Got it…”

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

edge of the mattress and shut his eyes, sleeping

his body. In his groggy and chilled

he frowned and suppressed

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

have a death wish?” Cedrick squeezed

with an obvious

moment of hesitation, he bit the bullet and stretched out his arm, hugging the other man’s

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

Cedrick didn’t respond.

however you want when we’re

me, cane me, or anything else.

his body

body when he