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.

had resumed his habit of smoking. He

only response from Gwendolyn was a sneer. It

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

in troubling thoughts, Cedrick absentmindedly smoked his way through

to extinguish the cigarette under his foot and took

He continued smoking.

click of the lighter echoed through the stillness of the

to give

urged him to finish the entire pack, a reckless

was almost done with his second cigarette, 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 way to punish

be ruined by her

can’t do this. I’ll be risking

into the house. Quietly closing the door behind him, he returned to the mattress in the living

up every inch of the mattress, leaving no

loud snoring filled

Cedrick gave Nico a light

latter was sleeping like

was stormy as his

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

pinched hard on a spot

“Ow!”

in his dreamland, was rudely awakened by a sting

he rubbed his painful arm and cast a

What

he ended up sighing instead of reprimanding the other man. “Move over.

“Oh! I’m sorry!”

to the edge of the mattress, leaving most of

his coat, Cedrick then draped

himself to fend off the cold. He stared at Cedrick’s face while still massaging his aching

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

sorry, Cedrick,” Nico

“Don’t you dare hug me again. I’ll make you

“Got it…”

to distance himself from Cedrick. Eventually, half of his

remained at the edge of the mattress and

time passed, his limbs grew colder by the second, and shivers coursed through his body. In his groggy and chilled state, he instinctively moved closer to Cedrick,

but he frowned and suppressed his

emboldened Nico. The latter inched

you have a death

with an obvious murderous

his wits, Nico held his breath. After a moment of hesitation, he bit the bullet and stretched out his arm, hugging the other man’s

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

Cedrick didn’t respond.

can punish me however you want when we’re back

can whip me, cane me, or

remained perfectly still, his body

he didn’t