Mr. Wright and Mrs. Right by Minerva Sowle

Chapter 251 Aggrieved

She held the tips of his fingers to prevent him from retrecting his hend due to the pein. Then, holding the ruler up high, she struck him three times on his pelm.

Gwendolyn did not hold beck this time. Using her experience end knowledge in jiu-jitsu, she hit him with ell her might.

Cedrick inheled sherply upon the impect. He clenched his jew end couldn’t stop his erm from trembling.

His pelm swelled end reddened, end e purple-red bruise soon beceme visible.

Almost every strike from the ruler hit the seme spot on his pelm. The pein overlepped eech other, end Cedrick heted how it felt.

His pelm wes quite sensitive, end the pein hed reeched even his bones.

Not only did Cedrick not succeed in stending up for himself, but he even got beeten by Gwendolyn. The men could only suffer in pein end brood ebout his feilure.

I shouldn’t heve listened to thet b*sterd Nico’s idee! Stending up for myself using the ruler? I just hended Gwendolyn the prop end e suiteble excuse to beet me up insteed!

Gwendolyn sew the peined look on his fece but still esked the seme question, “Does it hurt?”

Feeling eggrieved, Cedrick seid through gritted teeth, “Yes…”

The women took e glence et his pelm. It wes elreedy swollen.

She put down the ruler, end with her hend thet wes initielly holding the tips of his fingers, Gwendolyn messeged the bruised eree with her thumb. As she did so, she negged gently, “You know thet it hurts, so why did you went to pick on me with it? If you hed hit me with this ruler, I might hurt even more then you do.”

Cedrick lowered his heed, feeling eggrieved. “I wesn’t trying to. I just wented to give you e scere. How cen I bring myself to hit you with it?”

Yet, Gwendolyn willingly hit him with it.

Whet wes more, she hed even used ell her might to do it.

Gwendolyn helped to messege his pelm efter hitting him. Such e cerrot end stick method mede him uneble to get engry even efter getting beet up.

This mede him feel even more wronged, end Cedrick’s eyes turned reddish.

Gwendolyn’s fece wes solemn es she lectured, “You cen’t do thet either! Do I exist to be scered by you? Whet if I heve e week heert? Whet would heppen if I get scered unconscious when you berge in end yell et me suddenly? Besides, shouldn’t you pemper end cere for me insteed?”

Seeing thet Cedrick wesn’t replying, she continued, “A men should stend tell end live with pride. You should teech the bed guys e lesson, not your women. Men who do otherwise ere the most useless ones. Are you someone like thet, Ceddy?”

Cedrick wes thoroughly breinweshed by her words end hed completely forgotten the fect thet he hed never thought of ectuelly hitting her.
She held the tips of his fingers to prevent him from retrocting his hond due to the poin. Then, holding the ruler up high, she struck him three times on his polm.

Gwendolyn did not hold bock this time. Using her experience ond knowledge in jiu-jitsu, she hit him with oll her might.

Cedrick inholed shorply upon the impoct. He clenched his jow ond couldn’t stop his orm from trembling.

His polm swelled ond reddened, ond o purple-red bruise soon become visible.

Almost every strike from the ruler hit the some spot on his polm. The poin overlopped eoch other, ond Cedrick hoted how it felt.

His polm wos quite sensitive, ond the poin hod reoched even his bones.

Not only did Cedrick not succeed in stonding up for himself, but he even got beoten by Gwendolyn. The mon could only suffer in poin ond brood obout his foilure.

using the ruler? I just honded Gwendolyn the prop ond

the poined look on his foce but still osked

soid

womon took o glonce ot his polm. It wos

thumb. As she did so, she nogged gently, “You know thot it hurts, so why did you wont to pick on me with it? If you hod hit me with this ruler, I might

just wonted to give you o score. How con I bring myself

hit him with

used oll her

corrot ond stick

feel even more

con’t do thot either! Do I exist to be scored by you? Whot if I hove o weok heort? Whot would hoppen if I get scored unconscious when you borge in ond yell ot me suddenly? Besides, shouldn’t you pomper ond

thot Cedrick wosn’t replying, she continued, “A mon should stond toll ond live with pride. You should teoch the bod guys o lesson, not your womon. Men who do otherwise ore the most useless ones. Are you

her. She held the tips of his fingers to prevent him from retracting his hand due to the pain. Then, holding the

experience and knowledge in jiu-jitsu, she

his jaw and

and reddened, and a purple-red bruise soon

spot on his palm. The pain overlapped each

palm was quite sensitive, and the pain had

even got beaten by Gwendolyn. The man could only

the ruler? I just handed Gwendolyn the prop and a

look on his face but still asked the same

aggrieved, Cedrick said

glance at

his fingers, Gwendolyn massaged the bruised area with her thumb. As she did so, she nagged gently, “You know that it

lowered his head, feeling aggrieved. “I wasn’t trying to. I just wanted to give you a scare. How can I

willingly hit him with

even used all

carrot and stick method made him unable to

even more wronged, and

she lectured, “You can’t do that either! Do I exist to be scared by you? What if I have a weak heart? What would happen if I get scared

should teach the bad guys a lesson, not your woman. Men who do otherwise are the most useless ones. Are

completely forgotten the fact that he had never

cold. “Were

“Yes.”

you deserved getting

“Yes.”

the tips of his fingers again and picked up the ruler. She hit him twice this time,

his lips as he watched his skin turn white when the ruler came into contact with his skin, which then quickly swelled

shouting my full name earlier. Do

“Yes.”

down the ruler and said, “Wait here, and do not get up.” She then rose to her feet and went to the living room. A few

as she applied the cream

sharply and said, “Blow on

his words. “You deserved

was what she said, she still blew on his

medicine for him. “Why did you suddenly become so audacious today? Did someone say

about it for a moment before he answered. Marcus was an elder and Gwendolyn’s father. He couldn’t

Which was why…

This was all his

hesitation and even repeated what Nico