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.

as she struggled out of his grip. Turning to the dresser, she reached for the bottles and

she was looking and stepped forward to stop

smashing things. You’ll get hurt if they break. It’s better if you hit me instead.

raising her hand, wanting to slap

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

ignored

blocked her attack once more as he

the back of Gunny’s head, nor can I let her smash things or slap

two

What should I do?

what Joshua had told

he made a

the wardrobe and placed it in Gwendolyn’s hand. “Here. Use this

a sinister grin as she waved the

whips. He protected his head and face with one hand and covered his crotch

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

body he had covered, every inch of skin

and endured it silently as he allowed her to make him her human

#l-hook!

Whoosh

cutting through the silence of the night. The sounds of it were terrifying

to Grandpa’s place beforehand. Otherwise,

commation

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

was soon depleted from

whooshing sounds stopped. Cedrick took two steps forward and brought a tired Gwendolyn into his

Joshua said. After venting and using up all her energy. Gwendolyn

the end of tonight’s torturoux experience. Cedrick breathed a heavy sigh as he carried Gwendolyn onto the bed and pulled the covers

Then, enduring the pain in his butt, he carefully sat at the edge of the

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

welts and purplish-blue bruises covered his skin.

is

sighed helplessly as he endured the pain all over his body and went to the kitchen. He took an

couch. He rubbed anti-inflammatory ointment on the areas he could reach and used a spray for his back,

to the bedroom and cleaned the

to three in the morning by

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

up at noon

was awakened by the delicious scent of the chicken noodle soup that Cedrick

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