Then, he smirked and licked his teeth before arching his brow at her.

He appeared to be flirting with her, yet there was an undertone of taunting in his actions.

A fearless look was present on his face as he made it plain that he was provoking her.

At that instant, he looked so much more annoying than Charles.

However, despite his arrogance, his hand was trembling so hard that he nearly lost his grip on his cigarette.

That was his first time provoking his wife by smoking. He was nervous and scared, but his pride prevented him from chickening out.

Gwendolyn watched him from afar, expressionless.

After a few more glances at him, she sneered and turned to head to the bathroom without even saying anything.

Cedrick was promptly rendered speechless.

She barely reacted to him, and she showed no signs of anger.

The weight of disappointment bore down on him, and he slumped his shoulders in defeat.

He was crestfallen, like a vibrant peacock who was disheartened after being ignored.

After sulking for two minutes, he saw the bathroom door open again.

The second the door creaked open, he straightened up and continued smoking, acting nonchalant.

He deliberately shifted his body sideways so that Gwendolyn could catch a clearer view of him exhaling the smoke.

His jawline seemed exceptionally sharp under the moonlight, and the billowing clouds of smoke only accentuated his beauty.

In fact, he even tilted his head back so that she could see his Adam’s apple better.

His Adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed the smoke, and that motion of his exuded an alluring yet provoking charm.

However, this time, Gwendolyn did not even spare him a glance.

Cedrick saw her enter the house from the corner of his eyes.

Following a thump, the door closed behind her.

Cedrick blinked. What a waste of effort. She didn’t even bother to pay attention to me.

His eyes reddened, and his fingers turned as cold as frost. The once vibrant hues of his face faded, leaving behind a pallor of misery.

He couldn’t accept the fact that his wife completely ignored him even after she saw him smoking.

She did not even bother to spare him a glance.

If she still remembers me, she’d never tolerate me smoking.

Benedict suffered from a congenital heart condition and had a delicate respiratory system. Inhaling smoke would exacerbate his health condition, so smoking inside the house was strictly prohibited. It was the last thing Gwendolyn would allow.

resumed his habit of smoking. He lit one cigarette after another,

was a sneer. It was as if she was mocking his

her memories? Then what was with those subtle gestures earlier tonight?

Cedrick absentmindedly smoked

later, he lifted his foot to extinguish the cigarette under his foot and

He continued smoking.

echoed through the stillness

refused to

entire pack,

done with his second cigarette, he

about him smoking the

would probably be

can’t do this.

he sheepishly pocketed the cigarette pack and extinguished his cigarette before sneaking back into the house. Quietly closing the door behind him, he

up every inch of the

snoring filled the

on his face, Cedrick gave Nico a light

latter was sleeping like a

stormy as his

how much of a light sleeper he has to be while on a Federal Bureau of Investigation mission? Ugh. I really want to punch him, but I might wake

Cedrick crouched down and pinched hard on a

“Ow!”

was prancing about in his dreamland, was rudely awakened by a sting on his

he rubbed his painful arm and cast a pitiful and innocent look at

Cedrick?” What did

parted his lips to say something, but he ended up sighing

“Oh! I’m sorry!”

scurried off to the edge of the mattress, leaving most of

off his coat, Cedrick then draped it across the blanket

off the cold. He stared at Cedrick’s face while still massaging

had pinched him. They were in the middle of a mission, and the dangers surrounding them were unknown. Yet, he had been sleeping like a log, oblivious to

Nico whispered

replying, “Don’t you dare hug me again. I’ll

“Got it…”

himself from Cedrick. Eventually, half

ball, he remained at the edge of the mattress and shut

and shivers coursed through his body. In his groggy and chilled state, he instinctively moved closer to Cedrick, seeking warmth, and hugged

he

only emboldened Nico. The latter inched even closer and rested

you have a death

with an obvious

hesitation, he bit the bullet

hug you for a while.

Cedrick didn’t respond.

you want when we’re back at the Jenson

me, or anything

his body stiff with

nervously, Nico put his leg on Cedrick’s body when he didn’t object. He resembled an octopus, clinging to the

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