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 after another, puffing away in Gwendolyn’s

only response from Gwendolyn was a sneer. It was as

really lost her memories? Then what was with those

absentmindedly smoked his way

foot to extinguish the cigarette

He continued smoking.

unmistakable click of the lighter echoed through the

to

to finish the entire pack, a reckless gamble to test

was almost done with his

remember him now, he knew he’d be in trouble if she found out about him smoking the entire pack of cigarettes once she regained her memories. She would likely find a

be ruined by

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

before sneaking back into the house. Quietly closing

had taken up every inch of

filled the

scowl on his face, Cedrick gave Nico a light

was

expression was stormy

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

choice, Cedrick crouched down and pinched hard on a spot in the

“Ow!”

in his dreamland, was rudely awakened by a sting on

rubbed his painful arm and cast a

What

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

“Oh! I’m sorry!”

scurried off to the edge of the mattress, leaving most of

off his coat, Cedrick then draped it across the

his side, curling 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

of a mission, and the dangers surrounding

Nico

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

“Got it…”

from Cedrick. Eventually, half of his body was

the edge

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

was irritated, but he frowned and

response only emboldened Nico. The latter inched even closer and rested his head

death wish?”

tinged with an obvious

his breath. After a moment of hesitation, he bit the bullet and stretched out his arm, hugging

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

Cedrick didn’t respond.

you want

me, or anything else.

still, his body stiff

body when he didn’t