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

Gwendolyn was a sneer. It was as if

her memories? Then what was with those subtle gestures earlier tonight? There’s no

troubling thoughts, Cedrick absentmindedly smoked

cigarette under his

He continued smoking.

echoed

refused to

finish the entire pack, a reckless gamble to test if

with his second cigarette, he backed

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

probably be

no. I can’t do this.

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

horrible sight to behold. He had taken up every inch of the mattress, leaving no space for Cedrick

filled

scowl on his face, Cedrick gave Nico a light

the latter was sleeping like

expression was stormy as his

he has to be while on a Federal Bureau of Investigation mission? Ugh. I really want to punch him, but I might wake

and pinched hard

“Ow!”

prancing about in his dreamland, was rudely

and cast a pitiful and innocent

wrong, Cedrick?” What did

but he ended up sighing

“Oh! I’m sorry!”

to the edge of the mattress, leaving most of the space

coat, Cedrick then draped it

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

a mission, and the dangers surrounding them were unknown. Yet, he had been sleeping like a log, oblivious to the potential

sorry, Cedrick,” Nico whispered

me again. I’ll

“Got it…”

scooted further back to distance himself from Cedrick. Eventually, half of his body was hanging off the edge

remained at the edge of the mattress and shut his

shivers coursed through his body. In his groggy and chilled state,

irritated, but he frowned and suppressed his

only emboldened Nico. The latter inched even closer

death wish?”

tone was tinged with

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

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

Cedrick didn’t respond.

you want when we’re

can whip me, cane me, or

perfectly still, his

leg on Cedrick’s body when he