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

waited for a

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

turned his head a little and tried to steal a glance from the corner of his

surprise, Gwendolyn had already collapsed on the bed, seemingly unconscious. There was a big, red mark on her forehead, and evidently, she had passed out after smashing her head against

What

his collarbone area. Pressing his hand against the wound, the

eyes. His whole body was in pain after getting hit by

Indignance overwhelmed him.

meticulously took care of her while she was drunk. Little did he imagine she would be so

Sherman, and eventually getting whacked up by her,

burned, and he could feel

the tip of his fingers, Gwendolyn opened her eyes a little and fixed

vaguely sense

around, he exchanged glances with

expression? Does she

raced through his mind

and held his face. A wide smile spread across her flushing

dreams. Even though you look somewhat different this time, you still look so handsome…”

a strong alcohol smell could be

as he looked

is my dream!

she inched closer toward him. It was clear she was

in bewilderment, she lightly left a peck on

lips could still be

she

crinkled the corners of Gwendolyn’s eyes. She appeared contented, but her eyes still gave off a dazed look, and it was a sign

back, not daring to move a

what else is she going to do next? Will she give me a vicious slap on

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

injured even in my dream? Who on earth dares to hurt you? I’ll kill

instantly dissipated all the grievances Cedrick had

most likely mistaken him for someone else,

It doesn’t hurt,” he

however, vanished. She was

“But I feel bad.”

words fell, she leaned over and

was just like a kitten,

on par with her viciousness while she beat him up

“Gwendolyn, you—”

dumbfounded by her

soft lips were as sweet as honey, melting his entire heart as she

his arms around her waist,

and surprised, yet afraid he would lose