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 cigarette after another, puffing away in Gwendolyn’s

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

with those

absentmindedly smoked his way

foot to extinguish the cigarette under his

He continued smoking.

unmistakable click of the lighter echoed through the

refused to

entire pack, a reckless

with his

trouble if she found out about him smoking the entire pack of cigarettes once she regained her memories. She

would probably be ruined by her

no. I can’t do this. I’ll be risking my

his cigarette before sneaking back into the house. Quietly

He had taken up every

loud snoring filled the

scowl on his face, Cedrick gave Nico a light kick

the latter was

expression was stormy as his

sleeper he has to be while on a Federal Bureau of Investigation mission? Ugh. I really want to punch

and pinched hard on a spot in the other

“Ow!”

who was prancing about in his dreamland, was rudely awakened by

he rubbed his painful arm and cast a pitiful

wrong, Cedrick?” What did I do

parted his lips to say something, but he ended up sighing instead of reprimanding

“Oh! I’m sorry!”

edge of the

coat, Cedrick then draped it across the blanket and

curling into himself to fend off the cold. He stared at

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

sorry, Cedrick,” Nico whispered an

you dare hug me again. I’ll make you bear the

“Got it…”

distance himself from Cedrick. Eventually, half of his body was hanging

a ball, he remained at the edge of the mattress and shut his eyes, sleeping

and shivers coursed through his body. In his groggy and chilled state, he instinctively moved closer to Cedrick, seeking warmth, and

he

lack of response only emboldened Nico. The latter

a death wish?”

was tinged with

his breath. After a moment of hesitation, he bit the

me hug you for a while. It’s

Cedrick didn’t respond.

want

can whip me, cane me, or

his body stiff

leg on Cedrick’s body when he