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.

had resumed his habit of smoking. He lit one cigarette after

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

she really lost her memories? Then what was with those

absentmindedly smoked

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

He continued smoking.

unmistakable click of the lighter echoed through the stillness of the

to

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

with his second cigarette, he backed

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

probably be

this. I’ll be risking

into the house.

behold. He had taken up every

filled the

his face, Cedrick gave Nico a

latter was sleeping like

expression was stormy

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

a choice, Cedrick crouched down and pinched hard on a

“Ow!”

prancing about in his dreamland, was rudely

his painful arm and cast a pitiful

wrong, Cedrick?” What

say something, but he ended up sighing instead of

“Oh! I’m sorry!”

scurried off to the edge of the mattress, leaving most

then draped it

He stared at Cedrick’s face while still massaging his aching

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

Nico

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

“Got it…”

further back to distance himself from Cedrick. Eventually, half of his body was

remained at the edge of the mattress and

second, and shivers coursed through his body. In his groggy and chilled state, he instinctively moved closer to Cedrick, seeking

was irritated, but he frowned and

response only emboldened Nico. The latter inched

a death

with an obvious murderous

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

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

Cedrick didn’t respond.

want when

or anything

still, his body stiff

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

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