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.

of smoking. He lit one

from Gwendolyn was a sneer. It was as if she was mocking his flirting

those subtle gestures earlier tonight? There’s no

troubling thoughts, Cedrick absentmindedly smoked his

extinguish the cigarette under

He continued smoking.

lighter echoed through

refused to

finish the entire pack, a reckless gamble to test if Gwendolyn still cared about

with his

out about him smoking the entire pack of cigarettes once she regained her memories. She would likely find a way to punish

would probably be ruined by her

I can’t do this.

into the house. Quietly

to behold. He had taken up every inch of the mattress, leaving no space

snoring filled the entire

his face, Cedrick gave Nico a

latter was sleeping like a

stormy

sound asleep! Has he forgotten about how much of a light sleeper he has to be while on a

and pinched hard on

“Ow!”

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

his painful arm and cast a pitiful and

What did I do

his lips to say something, but he ended up sighing instead of reprimanding the other man. “Move over.

“Oh! I’m sorry!”

edge of the mattress, leaving most

Cedrick then draped

stared at Cedrick’s face while still massaging his aching arm and no longer

pinched him. They were in the middle of a mission, and the dangers surrounding them were unknown. Yet,

Nico whispered

in response before replying, “Don’t you dare hug me again. I’ll make you bear the

“Got it…”

Eventually, half of his body was hanging off the edge of the

a ball, he remained at the edge of the mattress and shut his eyes, sleeping

limbs grew colder by the second, and shivers coursed through his body. In his groggy and chilled state, he instinctively moved

he frowned

Nico. The latter inched even closer and rested his head

a death wish?”

tone was tinged with an obvious murderous

his wits, Nico held his breath. After a moment of hesitation, he bit the bullet and stretched out his arm,

for a while. It’s too cold. I won’t do this

Cedrick didn’t respond.

can punish me however you want when we’re back at the Jenson

whip me, cane me, or anything

perfectly still, his body stiff with

leg on Cedrick’s body when he didn’t object.

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