Mr. Wright and Mrs. Right by Minerva Sowle

Chapter 221 Heaven And Hell

Having been viciously kicked on the side of the waist by Gwendolyn’s foot, Cedrick was in such pain his body spasmed uncontrollably.

He held his hands over his waist, and before he could come to terms with the excruciating pain, she swiftly reached for the decorative vase on the nightstand and swung it toward his head.

Cedrick hastily covered his head and bent over.

He did not fight back, neither did he dodge. He merely stood there and allowed her to hit him.

Gwendolyn smashed the vase in her grip on his back three times consecutively.

Because she was feeling dizzy, she could not muster much strength, so her moves were not as forceful.

Nonetheless, it still hurt as the dense porcelain vase smashed against his back.

Cedrick was probably traumatized at that point.

Frustration swamped him. I’ll never put anything that can be used as a weapon on my nightstand next time!

Seemingly unable to vent her anger after hitting the man several times, Gwendolyn aggressively slammed the vase on the corner of the table, shattering it into pieces. Then, she hurled the sharp edge of the broken shard toward Cedrick.

“Gwendolyn!”

Worried that the broken shard would hurt her, Cedrick instinctively backed away.

Because of his brief hesitation, he did not manage to dodge in time and got cut by a piece of broken shard on his right collarbone. A faint blood scratch mark appeared on his skin, and the collar of his white shirt was stained by blood quickly.

Gwendolyn had wanted to slit his neck, but she missed it and cut his collarbone instead.

Taking opportunity of the situation, Cedrick hurriedly grabbed her wrist and threw the weapon in her grip aside.

Gwendolyn glared at his face furiously. “Cedrick! You’re probably wearing this thing on your face to scare me, aren’t you? I shall see how ugly the face behind this mask is!”

“Don’t… I—”

Before he could clarify anything, Gwendolyn hit her forehead against his.

As he loosened his grip, she regained freedom of her hands and swiftly took off his mask.

Cedrick was utterly stunned. How can she still be so ferocious when she’s drunk?

dared not turn around, and his heart was pounding so fast it

a second.

aggressively behind him, suddenly turned quiet. Even the atmosphere fell into

little and tried to steal a glance from the corner

collapsed on the bed, seemingly unconscious. There was a big, red mark on her forehead, and evidently, she

a sigh of relief. What happened

from his collarbone area. Pressing his hand against the wound, the fresh red blood on his fingers reminded him

His whole body was in pain after getting hit

Indignance overwhelmed him.

imagine she would be so ruthless toward him even when she was in

the man she fancied was Sherman, and eventually getting whacked up by her, Cedrick had been suppressing his

stung sharply, his eyes burned, and he could feel his eyelashes wet with

as he stared intently at the blood on the tip of his fingers, Gwendolyn

vaguely sense her intense

his head around, he exchanged glances with

Does she recognize who

through his mind as he tried to figure out an excuse to fool

up, approached him, and held his face. A

my dreams. Even though you look somewhat different

with a strong alcohol smell could

blank as he looked at her in

care! This is my dream! I have the

gleeful smile, she inched closer toward him. It was

was still in bewilderment, she lightly

That soft, tender feeling on his lips could still be felt vividly. He stood rooted to the ground as if he

she

gave off a dazed look, and it was a sign that

back, not daring to move

knows what else is she going to do next? Will she give me a vicious slap on my face or kick me in my

his doubtful gaze, Gwendolyn wrapped her arms around his waist. As she shifted her gaze downward, she noticed

Who on earth dares

her eyes instantly dissipated all the grievances Cedrick

likely mistaken him for someone else, it did not matter

fine. It doesn’t

however, vanished. She was rather

“But I feel bad.”

she leaned over and gently kissed the

was just like a kitten, trying to

gentleness was on par with her viciousness while she beat him up

“Gwendolyn, you—”

was dumbfounded

entire heart as she kissed his

her waist, unwilling to

surprised, yet afraid he would lose her again. A mixture of emotions enveloped