The Ex and Her Riches novel (Gwendolyn and Maverick)

Chapter 539

Chapter 539 Do Not Hit My Face

It was bizarre to be slapped awake by someone when one was sleeping peacefully

Gedrick immediately opened his eyes.

In the dark, he could feel a gust of wind that accompanied another oncoming slap.

His reflexes kicked in as he quickly reached out to grab Gwendolyn’s wrist. He sat up and turned to switch on the bedside lamp.

When he turned back to look at Gwendolyn, he noticed her eyes were red with anger.

Her mania is acting up again. What’s going on

While he was puzzled, Gwendolyn sent him a kick, causing him to twist away to dodge it. As they both had solid foundations in self-defense, they started fighting on the bed.

Cedrick only played defense, whereas Gwendolyn kept attacking him,

In terms of martial arts. Cedrick was much more capable than Gwendolyn, even when she was in a state of frenzy. Besides that, the difference between a man’s and a woman’s strengths was too vast,

Their fight lasted over ten minutes before Gwendolyn got off the bed. Irritated, she grabbed the bedside lamp, wanting to smash it.

“Gwenny, don’t!”

Cedrick was confused. Why did she change tactical.

He hurried over to snatch the lamp from her, but it was too late.

Crush!

The lamp hit the corner of the bedside table. With a bang, it was smashed into pieces.

The shattered glass flew everywhere and cut Gwendolyn’s calves. However, she did not feel any pain. Murderous intent filled her eyes.

Only one thought flashed across her mind-she wanted to see blood.

She picked up the sharp, broken lamp and pointed it at Cedrick’s chest.

He quickly dodged her attack, swiftly knocking the weapon in her hand away in the process,

“Darling, don’t use such a deadly weapon. Let’s just use our fists to fight,” he said helplessly.

However, Gwendolyn was too lost in her mania. She could not understand a word he was saying.

his

she was looking and stepped

get hurt if they break. It’s better if you hit me

raising her

and said, “It’s better you don’t hit my face. I won’t be good-looking anymore if you hurt my

having any conscious control over her actions, she ignored his words

blocked her attack once more as he tried hard to come up with a

head, nor can I let her smash

he had forgotten to ask Joshua for two

What should I do?

what Joshua had told

made a

the wardrobe and placed it in Gwendolyn’s hand. “Here. Use this to hit me. Vent your frustrations and

she waved the belt and swung it at

and face with one hand and covered his crotch with the other to avoid

the belt. She kept whipping his back, waist, arms,

body he had covered, every inch of skin

he allowed her to make him

#l-hook!

Whoosh

through the air and cutting through the silence of the night. The sounds of it were

the children to Grandpa’s place beforehand. Otherwise, they would be crying

commation

hour. Gwendolyn who had lost her ability to think clearly, went all out

was soon depleted from continuously

whooshing sounds stopped. Cedrick took two steps forward and

using up all her energy. Gwendolyn

tonight’s torturoux experience. Cedrick breathed a heavy sigh

asleep. Then, enduring the pain in his butt, he carefully sat at the edge of the bed to

from the whipping. Well, that’s another set of pajamas

body was littered with marks. Red welts and purplish-blue bruises covered his skin. There was also blood dripping from some of

Genny is

to the kitchen. He took an ice pack from the fridge

first-aid kit and sat on the couch. He rubbed anti-inflammatory ointment on the areas he could

bedroom and cleaned the shattered glass from the lamp on the

was close to three in the morning by the time

pajamas and bandaged his wounds. Then, he carefully climbed back into bed and

up

awakened by the delicious scent of the chicken noodle soup

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