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?

With the mask removed, he had his back to her in guilt. He dared not turn around, and his heart was pounding so fast it felt like it was about to jump out of his chest.

He waited for a second. Then, two…

Unexpectedly, Gwendolyn, who had been taunting aggressively behind him, suddenly turned quiet. Even the atmosphere fell into complete silence.

his head a little and tried to steal

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

sigh of relief. What happened earlier had obviously left a lingering fear

against the wound, the fresh red blood

up in Cedrick’s eyes. His whole body

Indignance overwhelmed him.

she was drunk. Little did he imagine she

someone else in the morning, then learned later that the man 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

burned, and

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

vaguely sense

his head around, he exchanged glances

expression? Does she recognize who

through his mind as

him, and held

Even though you

burp laced with a strong alcohol smell could be felt on Cedrick’s

he looked

is my dream! I

inched closer toward him. It was clear she was up to

bewilderment, she lightly

That soft, tender feeling on his lips could still be felt vividly. He stood

she just

She appeared contented, but her eyes still gave off a dazed look, and it was a

straightened his back, not daring

give me a vicious slap on

shifted her gaze downward, she

get injured even in my dream? Who on earth dares to hurt

look in her eyes instantly dissipated all the grievances Cedrick had

sensed that she had most likely mistaken him for someone

It doesn’t hurt,” he

smile on Gwendolyn’s face, however, vanished.

“But I feel bad.”

and gently kissed the blood mark on his

was just like a kitten, trying to comfort her injured

her viciousness while

“Gwendolyn, you—”

dumbfounded by her

as honey, melting his entire heart as she

her waist, unwilling

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

wished

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