Chapter 541 The Same Routine

Without hesitation, his hand shot out to grab Gwendolyn’s left wrist.

With her two hands restrained, the frenzied Gwendolyn started kicking her legs.

Cedrick was forced to move backward. Once he let go of her, he rolled twice across the bed before landing steadily on the carpet.

While Gwendolyn went to look for more objects to alleviate her emotions, he took the opportunity to dash to the closet to grab a belt, the moonlight the only light source for him in the dark. Before Gwendolyn could throw something else onto the ground, he rushed to the other side of the bed and placed the belt in her hand.

Once Gwendolyn got hold of a weapon, the bloodlust in her eyes grew more intense.

“Wait!” Cedrick cried out in a panic,

In the next second, he took off his pajamas and threw them on the bed before standing naked in front of Gwendolyn. He did not want another set of clothes destroyed again.

“Come, Gwenny. Do it fast so we can go back to sleep.”

Gwendolyn roared as if she had turned into a beast without rationality and sentience.

There was nothing but anger in her eyes-there was no trace of pity for him-as she swung the belt toward him.

Smack!

Every whip she did struck an old wound, but Cedrick endured it with deep breaths and gritted teeth as he covered his crotch.

Quietly, he counted the attacks, wondering how long more he had to endure them.

The whooshing of the whipping belt was terrifying in the silent night.

The one-sided violence lasted close to an hour.

Eventually, the whipping grew weaker.

When Cedrick lifted his head, he noticed the manic quality in Gwendolyn’s eyes fading away, giving place to exhaustion.

The second she fell backward, Cedrick shot forward to grab her.

Like the night before, he nimbly placed her back on the bed.

He had been keeping tracking earlier, so he knew she had delivered two hundred and eighteen strikes on him. Genny’s strong when she’s manic

He inhaled sharply.

It hurt terribly.

of his skin was

bed while he took calculated breaths. It took him a long time to

had been removed, and turning on the ceiling lights would startle Gwendolyn awake, so Cedrick picked up his pajamas from the bed in the

refrigerator for an ice pack. As he held it

was no part of his skin that had been spared

and black-he was covered in the signs of

had to keep himself steady with a hand on

act, the

had not been sleeping well for the

with the right dose of medication to cure her, so Cedrick had to quickly

he forced himself to snap back to his senses and grabbed

soon turned into flames from an inferno, burning his skin. It felt as if

than when he was hit. Even Cedrick, a

body, and the world spun around him.

he took a towel and bit onto

cream.

from the agonizing session. After putting on his pajamas,

wounds, and when he carried Gwendolyn, her weight pressed against them. Nevertheless, Cedrick let no pained sound leave his mouth

he had rushed back to the lab to work overtime. After administering intravenous therapy for Gwendolyn, Joshua turned to look at Cedrick with a frown “This is too tiring for you, Cedrick. Go and rest in the room

I’ll watch

Gwendolyn’s hand

night to work. I can’t possibly ask you to keep an

his wife reminded Joshua of how Gwendolyn had delivered the serum to the lab in the middle of the night

envious of your relationship. If only life was peaceful for you

be. These difficult times will pass, and our family will

let me keep you company then. It’s

sigh, Joshua dragged a chair over to

he keenly spotted the abrasion and swelling on Cedrick’s wrist, and he leaned closer

bad, and it’s rather

a half-hearted glance at his wrist. “This is

of Cedrick’s hand in consolation, but quickly realized that there was no

midair for a whole minute before he awkwardly retracted

it must be hard to apply the medication on your back, right? Sit down. I’ll do

spray before coming out. It’s not affecting me and my life, so I

insistence, knowing that nothing he said could change his mind. Hence, he quietly sat beside Cedrick and waited for Gwendolyn to be done with

As he supported himself with a hand on the

should sedate her. Don’t be her punching bag anymore. Look at you. One more beating, and you’re going to

did not speak as he tried to keep his rapid pained

on a set of protective wear tomorrow night. It’s

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