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.

of smoking. He lit one cigarette after another, puffing away in

sneer. It was as if she was mocking

her memories? Then what was with those subtle gestures

troubling thoughts, Cedrick absentmindedly smoked his way

his foot to extinguish the cigarette under his foot

He continued smoking.

lighter echoed

to

entire pack, a reckless

he was almost done with his second

she found out about him smoking the entire pack of cigarettes once she regained

probably be ruined

I can’t do this. I’ll be risking

sheepishly pocketed the cigarette pack and extinguished his cigarette before sneaking back into the house. Quietly closing

up

snoring filled the entire

gave Nico a light

the latter was sleeping like

was stormy as his

about how much of a light sleeper he has to be while

down and pinched hard on a spot in the other

“Ow!”

dreamland, was rudely awakened by a

rubbed his painful arm and cast a pitiful and innocent look at Cedrick’s

Cedrick?” What did I do

parted his lips to say something, but he ended up sighing instead of reprimanding the other man.

“Oh! I’m sorry!”

the edge of the mattress, leaving

his coat, Cedrick then draped it across the blanket and

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

Cedrick had pinched him. They were in the middle of a mission, and the dangers

Nico whispered

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

“Got it…”

half of his body was hanging

into a ball, he remained at the edge of the mattress and shut

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

but he frowned and suppressed

latter inched even

you have a death wish?” Cedrick

was tinged with an obvious

hesitation, he bit the bullet

me hug you for a while. It’s too

Cedrick didn’t respond.

you want when we’re back at

cane me, or anything

his

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