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.

he had resumed his habit of smoking. He

sneer. It was as if she

memories? Then what was with those subtle gestures earlier tonight? There’s no

in troubling thoughts, Cedrick absentmindedly smoked his way through

to extinguish the cigarette under his foot and took

He continued smoking.

unmistakable click of the lighter echoed through the stillness

refused to give

him urged him to finish the entire pack, a

almost done with his second cigarette, he backed

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

would probably be

do this. I’ll

pocketed the cigarette pack and extinguished his cigarette before sneaking back into the house. Quietly closing

up every

filled the entire

gave Nico a

was sleeping like

was stormy as

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

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

“Ow!”

his dreamland, was rudely awakened by

he rubbed his painful arm and cast a pitiful

Cedrick?” What

sighing instead of

“Oh! I’m sorry!”

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

then draped it

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

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

Cedrick,” Nico whispered an

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

“Got it…”

distance himself from Cedrick. Eventually, half of

the edge

In his

but he frowned

emboldened Nico. The latter inched even closer and rested his head against

have a death wish?”

tinged with an obvious

moment of hesitation, he bit the bullet and stretched out his

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

Cedrick didn’t respond.

me however you want when we’re back at

can whip me, cane me, or

his

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

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