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.

resumed his habit of smoking. He lit one cigarette

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

memories? Then what was with those subtle gestures earlier tonight? There’s no way I’d miss

thoughts, Cedrick absentmindedly smoked

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

He continued smoking.

of the lighter echoed

to

the entire pack, a reckless gamble to test

when he was almost done with his second cigarette, he backed

didn’t remember him now, he knew he’d be in trouble if she found out about him smoking the entire pack of cigarettes once

be ruined by

no. I can’t do this. I’ll be

extinguished his cigarette before sneaking back into the

taken up every inch of the mattress, leaving no space

loud snoring filled the

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

the latter was sleeping like

expression 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 wake

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

“Ow!”

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

arm and cast a pitiful and innocent look

wrong, Cedrick?” What did I

ended up sighing instead of reprimanding the other man. “Move over. You’re

“Oh! I’m sorry!”

to the edge of the

draped it

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

pinched him. They were in the middle of a mission, and the dangers surrounding them were unknown. Yet, he had been sleeping like a log, oblivious to the

sorry, Cedrick,” Nico whispered

hug me again. I’ll make you bear the

“Got it…”

Cedrick. Eventually, half of

at the edge

passed, his limbs grew colder by the second, and shivers coursed through his body. In his groggy

he frowned and suppressed his

The latter inched even closer

have a death wish?”

tone was tinged with an obvious

out of his wits, Nico held his breath. After a moment of hesitation,

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

Cedrick didn’t respond.

punish me however you want

can whip me, cane me, or anything else. Just don’t

perfectly still, his body stiff

Nico put his leg on Cedrick’s body when he