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

a sneer. It was as

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

troubling thoughts, Cedrick absentmindedly smoked his way

he lifted his foot to extinguish the cigarette under his foot and took out another cigarette from the

He continued smoking.

lighter echoed through the stillness of

refused to give

impulsive voice in him urged him to finish the entire pack, a

almost done with his second cigarette, he backed out of

him now, he knew he’d be in trouble if she found out about him smoking the entire pack

probably be ruined

I can’t do this. I’ll be risking

he sheepishly pocketed the cigarette pack and extinguished his cigarette before sneaking back into the house. Quietly closing the door behind him, he returned to

taken up

snoring filled

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

latter was sleeping like

was stormy as his

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

hard on a spot in the other man’s

“Ow!”

prancing about in his dreamland, was rudely awakened

arm and cast a pitiful and

What

but he ended up sighing

“Oh! I’m sorry!”

of the mattress, leaving most of the space for

draped it across the blanket and slowly

slept on his side, curling into himself to fend off the cold. He stared at Cedrick’s face

of a mission, and the dangers surrounding them were unknown. Yet, he had

Cedrick,” Nico whispered

“Don’t you dare hug me again. I’ll make you bear the consequences if you do that

“Got it…”

Eventually, half of his

remained at the edge of the mattress and

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

but he

The latter inched even closer

have a death wish?”

tone was tinged with an obvious murderous

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

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

Cedrick didn’t respond.

can punish me however you want

can whip me, cane me, or anything else.

remained perfectly still, his body

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