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 Gwendolyn’s

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

was with those

absentmindedly smoked his

extinguish the cigarette

He continued smoking.

echoed through the stillness of

to

him urged him to finish the entire pack, a

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

smoking the entire pack of cigarettes once she regained

be ruined by

I can’t do this. I’ll be risking my

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

a horrible sight to behold. He had taken up every inch of

loud snoring filled the

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

latter was

stormy as

he forgotten about how much of a light sleeper he has to be while on a Federal Bureau of Investigation mission? Ugh. I really

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

“Ow!”

his dreamland, was rudely awakened by

rubbed his painful arm and cast a

wrong, Cedrick?” What did I do

sighing instead of reprimanding the other man. “Move over.

“Oh! I’m sorry!”

off to the edge of the mattress, leaving most

Cedrick then draped it across

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

Nico understood 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 like a log, oblivious to the potential

sorry, Cedrick,” Nico

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

“Got it…”

from Cedrick. Eventually, half of his

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

he frowned and suppressed his

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

death wish?” Cedrick squeezed

was tinged with an

of hesitation, he bit the bullet and

just let me hug you for a

Cedrick didn’t respond.

punish me however you want when we’re back

can whip me, cane me, or

his body stiff

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