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

Gwendolyn was a sneer. It was as if she

with those subtle gestures earlier tonight? There’s no way I’d miss

Cedrick absentmindedly smoked his

the cigarette under his foot and took out another cigarette from the

He continued smoking.

of the lighter echoed through the stillness of

refused to

pack, a reckless gamble

his second cigarette, he

him smoking the entire pack of cigarettes once she

be ruined

no. I can’t do this.

extinguished his cigarette before sneaking back into the house. Quietly

posture was a horrible sight to behold. He had taken up every inch of the mattress,

loud snoring filled

his face, Cedrick gave Nico

was sleeping

expression was stormy

how much of a light sleeper he has to be while on a Federal Bureau of Investigation mission?

down and pinched hard on a spot in the other

“Ow!”

who was prancing about in his dreamland, was rudely

arm and cast a pitiful and innocent look at Cedrick’s

Cedrick?” What did I do

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

“Oh! I’m sorry!”

edge of the mattress, leaving most of the space

draped it across the

to fend off the cold. He stared at Cedrick’s face while still massaging his aching

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

sorry, Cedrick,” Nico

you dare hug me again. I’ll make you bear the consequences

“Got it…”

Eventually, half of his body was

at the edge of the mattress

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

he frowned

The latter inched even closer and rested his head against

you have a death wish?”

tinged with an obvious

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

me hug you for a while. It’s too cold. I won’t

Cedrick didn’t respond.

can punish me however you want when we’re back

whip me, cane me, or anything else.

perfectly still, his body stiff with

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

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