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.

smoking. He lit one cigarette after another, puffing

the only response from Gwendolyn was a sneer. It was as if

those subtle gestures earlier

smoked

his foot to extinguish the cigarette under his

He continued smoking.

echoed through the

to give

pack, a reckless gamble

was almost done with his second cigarette,

he’d be in trouble if she found out about him smoking the entire pack of cigarettes once she regained her memories. She would likely find a

probably be ruined

I can’t do this. I’ll be

sneaking back into the house. Quietly

taken up every inch of the mattress, leaving no space for Cedrick to lie

loud snoring filled the entire

on his face, Cedrick gave Nico

the latter was sleeping

stormy as his

be while on a Federal Bureau of Investigation mission? Ugh. I really want to punch

a choice, Cedrick crouched down and pinched hard on a spot in the other

“Ow!”

was

cast a pitiful and innocent look at Cedrick’s

What did I

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

“Oh! I’m sorry!”

of the mattress, leaving most of the

his coat, Cedrick then draped

side, curling into himself to fend off the cold. He stared at Cedrick’s face while still massaging his aching arm and no longer dared to fall back

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

Nico whispered an

again. I’ll make you bear the consequences if

“Got it…”

to distance himself from Cedrick. Eventually, half of his body was hanging off the edge of the

ball, he remained at the edge

and shivers coursed through his body. In his groggy and chilled state, he instinctively moved

irritated, but he frowned and suppressed his

emboldened Nico. The latter

a death wish?” Cedrick squeezed

tone was tinged with an obvious murderous

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

hug you for a while. It’s

Cedrick didn’t respond.

you want

can whip me, cane me, or anything else. Just don’t

his body stiff

when he didn’t object. He resembled an

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