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.

recently, he had resumed his habit of smoking. He lit

response from Gwendolyn was a sneer. It was as

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

Cedrick absentmindedly smoked his way through the entire

the cigarette

He continued smoking.

of the lighter echoed through the stillness

refused to give

finish the entire pack,

when he was almost done with his second

he knew he’d be in trouble if she found out about him smoking the entire pack of cigarettes once she regained her

would probably be ruined by

do this. I’ll be risking

and extinguished his cigarette before sneaking back into the house.

sight to behold. He had taken up every inch of

snoring filled the entire

his face, Cedrick gave Nico a light kick in

latter was sleeping like a

stormy as

to be while on a Federal Bureau of Investigation mission?

down and pinched hard on a spot

“Ow!”

prancing about in his dreamland, was

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

What

to say something, but he ended up sighing instead of reprimanding the other man. “Move over. You’re occupying my

“Oh! I’m sorry!”

edge of the mattress, leaving most of the space

Cedrick then draped it across the blanket and slowly

his side, curling into himself to fend off the cold. He stared at Cedrick’s face while still massaging his aching arm and no

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

Nico whispered

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

“Got it…”

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

remained at the edge of the mattress and

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

but he frowned and

The latter inched even closer and rested his head

a death wish?” Cedrick squeezed

was tinged with an

wits, Nico held his breath. After a moment of hesitation, he bit the bullet and stretched out

me hug you for a

Cedrick didn’t respond.

however you want when we’re

can whip me, cane me, or anything

remained perfectly still, his body stiff with

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