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.

cautiously turned his head a little and tried to steal a

collapsed on the bed, seemingly unconscious. There was a big, red mark on her forehead, and evidently, she had

of relief. What happened earlier had obviously

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

eyes. His whole body was in pain after getting hit

Indignance overwhelmed him.

she would be so ruthless

eventually getting whacked up by

stung sharply, his eyes burned, and

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

vaguely sense

he exchanged glances with

up with that expression? Does she recognize

gulped. A myriad of thoughts raced through his mind as he tried to figure out an excuse

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

see you in my dreams. Even though you look somewhat different this time, you still look so handsome…”

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

went blank as he looked at her

don’t care! This is my dream! I have the

toward him. It was clear

was still in bewilderment, she lightly left a

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

Did she

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

his back, not daring to move

is she going to do next? Will she give me a vicious slap on my

his waist. As she shifted her gaze downward, she noticed the blood mark beside

dream? Who on earth

dissipated all the grievances Cedrick had inside

most likely mistaken him

It doesn’t hurt,” he

however,

“But I feel bad.”

leaned over and gently kissed the blood

a kitten, trying to

with her viciousness while she beat him

“Gwendolyn, you—”

dumbfounded by

melting his entire heart as she

her waist,

would

wished

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