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?

back to her in guilt. He dared not turn around, and his heart

for a

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

and tried to steal

seemingly unconscious. There was a big, red mark on her forehead, and evidently, she had passed out after

of relief. What happened earlier had

against the wound, the fresh red blood on his fingers reminded him about everything

Cedrick’s eyes. His whole body was in pain after getting

Indignance overwhelmed him.

was drunk. Little did he imagine she would be so ruthless toward him even

she fancied was Sherman, and eventually getting whacked up by her, Cedrick had been suppressing his disappointment for the whole day. At this point, he could finally

and he could feel his

tip of his fingers, Gwendolyn opened her eyes a little and fixed her gaze on him quietly for a

vaguely sense her

his head around, he exchanged glances with

that expression? Does she recognize

his mind

anything, Gwendolyn sat up, approached him, and held his

my dreams. Even though you look somewhat different

burp laced with a strong alcohol smell could be felt

he looked at her

my

closer toward him. It was clear she was up to

still in bewilderment, she lightly left a peck

flickered in Cedrick’s dark eyes. That soft, tender feeling on his lips could still be felt vividly. He stood rooted to the ground

Did she

She appeared contented, but her eyes still gave off a dazed look, and it was a sign that she was still in her drunkard

his back, not daring to

do next? Will she give me a vicious slap on my face or kick

she shifted her gaze downward, she noticed the blood mark beside the collar

even in my dream? Who on earth dares to hurt you?

eyes instantly dissipated all the grievances Cedrick had inside him

he already sensed that she had most likely mistaken him for someone

fine. It doesn’t hurt,” he tenderly

however, vanished.

“But I feel bad.”

and gently kissed the blood mark

a kitten, trying to comfort her injured

gentleness was on par with her viciousness while she beat him

“Gwendolyn, you—”

dumbfounded

his entire heart as she kissed his collarbone,

her

he would lose her