The Ex and Her Riches novel (Gwendolyn and Maverick)

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.

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

had already collapsed on the bed, seemingly unconscious. There was a big, red

a sigh of relief. What happened earlier

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

body was in pain after getting hit by

Indignance overwhelmed him.

she would be so ruthless toward him even when she was

that Gwendolyn liked 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

sharply, his eyes burned, and

stared intently at the blood on the tip of his fingers, Gwendolyn opened her

could vaguely sense her

he exchanged glances with

Does she recognize

of thoughts raced through his mind as he

held his face. A wide smile spread

my dreams. Even though you look somewhat different this time, you still look

laced with a strong alcohol

as he looked at her in a

care! This is my dream! I have the

closer toward him. It

lightly left a

feeling on his lips could still be felt vividly. He stood rooted to the ground as

Did she

her eyes still gave off a dazed look, and it was a sign that she was still in

not daring to

Will she give me a vicious slap on my face or kick me in my waist

she shifted her gaze downward,

injured even in my dream? Who on earth

eyes instantly dissipated all the

most likely mistaken him for someone

fine. It doesn’t hurt,” he

Gwendolyn’s face, however, vanished. She was rather

“But I feel bad.”

fell, she leaned over and gently kissed the blood mark

a kitten, trying to comfort

with her viciousness while she

“Gwendolyn, you—”

was dumbfounded by her

entire heart as she kissed

arms around her waist, unwilling

would lose

a second, he wished