Mr. Wright and Mrs. Right by Minerva Sowle

Chapter 259 You Are Jealous

Half an hour? You refused to talk to me, and I kneeled for one hour!

Cedrick did not spell his thoughts but shook his head instead.

“You treated my hand but not my knees, so I thought I was not allowed to put anything on them.”

Afraid Gwendolyn might mistake him for trying to gain her sympathy, he quickly clarified, “I mean, I also worked out till too late last night and forgot about it.”

Little did he know, his meditation was overlooked by Gwendolyn, who was still bothered by Evelyn’s remarks in the day.

“Show me your hand. Is it still painful?”

Cedrick held out his left palm, which appeared red and swollen despite the medication.

“Did it get worse overnight?” the woman asked.

“I guess so. I suppose the pressure from the push–ups hindered the blood flow, causing it to swell. Don’t worry. It’s not that bad now.”

Gwendolyn knew it must have been painful when it happened.

In hindsight, she wondered how she could bring herself to do that to him back then. In fact, she felt so bad and defeated that tears started welling up in her eyes.

“I’m sorry. She’s right. I’ve been mean to you. I said I would treat you nicely, but I’ve only caused you pain,” she muttered.

Although Cedrick had no idea who Gwendolyn was talking about, he could sense that she was on the verge of breaking down.

With his right hand, he lifted her chin, only to see her beautiful eyes sparkling with tears.

Making her cry was the last thing he wanted to do–his initial intention was just to escape punishment.

“Come on. There’s no way I got hurt from what you did. I’m so much bigger than you. What’s wrong with spicing things up between us? It’s romantic,” he consoled as he caressed her face, feeling sorry that he had broken her heart.

Gwendolyn turned away and replied, “I know you’re just trying to make me feel better.”

of that, Cedrick pulled her back so

whatev punishment from you, even if you intend to cripple my hands. You’ve always made me feel like I’ve ne been this loved in my entire life. I’ll do anything so you can forgive me. You might not know this, but I am the happiest man holding you every night, hearing you call my name, and sleeping with you. I love you. I really do. I just don’t

love me

did not finish his sentence, for he feared finding out the answer. What Evelyn said kept replaying in his mind as he reflected on

thought of it disconcerted

her answer would blot out the last ray of hope he was clinging to that whole

Gwendolyn’s voice called him back, and he

wanted to say that I still love you,

drawer yesterday night, hoping it would help

so dumb–like really dumb,” she

he watched her tend to his injury with great care,

still angry about what

she remarked, pinching

and

“W–What are you doing?”

me tonight, we can proceed to our bedtime

are you bringing me? We’re already in

spacious!” A mischievous smile broke

“Wait!”

stopping when he had

hand so much to allow it to recover. You can’t do anything with just one hand,

do anything with just

hundred push–ups singlehandedly without even panting. Do

“What? Mmm!”

had shut her up with a kiss before

night went on deep as

was already

the Harris residence on

Leif would still get someone to clean the outside compound of the house occasionally, so the residence

arrived, he went

room but went on to turn off the lights and lay down, getting ready to

him and felt a hand land on his chest that he realized

What the h*l!