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.

to steal a glance from the corner

on the bed, seemingly unconscious. There was a big, red mark

did he breathe a sigh of relief. What happened earlier had obviously left

stinging pain radiated from his collarbone area. Pressing his hand against the wound, the fresh red

up in Cedrick’s eyes. His whole body was in pain after getting hit

Indignance overwhelmed him.

care of her while she was drunk. Little did he imagine she would be so ruthless toward him even when she was in such a

out 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 disappointment for the

his eyes burned, and

him as he stared intently at the blood on the tip of his fingers, Gwendolyn opened her eyes a little and fixed her gaze on

sense her intense

head around, he exchanged

expression? Does she recognize who I

through his mind as he

sat up, approached him, and held his face. A wide smile spread across her

only see you in my dreams. Even

strong alcohol smell could be felt

he looked at

This is my dream! I

smile, she inched closer toward him. It was clear she was up to no

was still in bewilderment, she lightly left a peck on his

in Cedrick’s dark eyes. That soft, tender feeling on his lips could still be felt vividly. He stood rooted to the ground as if he

Did she just kiss

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

back, not daring to move a single

give me a vicious slap on my face or kick me in my

wrapped her arms around his waist. As she shifted her gaze downward, she noticed the blood mark beside the collar

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

look in her eyes instantly dissipated all the

mistaken him for someone else, it did not

fine. It doesn’t hurt,” he tenderly

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

“But I feel bad.”

she leaned over and gently kissed the blood

a kitten,

was on par with her viciousness while she beat him

“Gwendolyn, you—”

was dumbfounded by her

entire heart as she kissed his collarbone, stirring up

his arms around her waist, unwilling to let her

yet afraid he would lose

he wished that