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 cigarette after another, puffing away in

from Gwendolyn was a sneer. It was as if she

Then what was with those subtle

Cedrick absentmindedly smoked his way

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

He continued smoking.

the lighter echoed through the stillness

to

him to finish the entire pack, a

when he was almost done with his

knew he’d be in trouble if she found out about him smoking the entire pack of cigarettes once she

be ruined by

I can’t do this.

sneaking back into the house. Quietly closing the

up every inch of the mattress, leaving no space

filled

on his face, Cedrick gave Nico a light kick

latter was sleeping like a

stormy as

so sound asleep! Has he forgotten about how much of a light sleeper he has to be while on a Federal Bureau of Investigation mission? Ugh. I really want to

and pinched hard on

“Ow!”

about in his dreamland, was

he rubbed his painful arm and cast a pitiful and

wrong, Cedrick?” What did I

say something, but he ended up sighing instead of reprimanding the

“Oh! I’m sorry!”

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

off his coat, Cedrick then draped it across the

curling into himself to fend off the cold. He stared at Cedrick’s face while

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

Nico whispered

“Don’t you dare hug me again. I’ll make you bear the

“Got it…”

Eventually, half

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

limbs grew colder by the second, and shivers coursed through his body. In

he frowned and suppressed

lack of response only emboldened Nico. The latter inched

a death wish?”

was tinged with an obvious

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

Cedrick didn’t respond.

however you want

or anything else. Just

remained perfectly still, his body stiff with

Cedrick’s body when he didn’t object. He resembled an octopus, clinging

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