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 lit one cigarette after

sneer. It was as if she

she really lost her memories? Then what was with those subtle gestures earlier tonight? There’s no way

thoughts, Cedrick absentmindedly smoked his

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

He continued smoking.

unmistakable click of the lighter echoed through the

to

pack, a reckless gamble to test if Gwendolyn still cared about

almost done with his second cigarette, he backed

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

would probably be ruined by

no. I can’t do this. I’ll be risking my

the cigarette pack and extinguished his cigarette before sneaking back into the

to behold. He had taken up every inch of the mattress,

snoring filled

on his face, Cedrick gave Nico a light kick in

was sleeping

was stormy

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 punch him, but I might

down and pinched hard on

“Ow!”

about in his dreamland, was rudely awakened by a

painful arm and cast a

What did I do

lips to say something, but he ended up sighing instead

“Oh! I’m sorry!”

that, Nico hastily scurried off to the edge of the

off his coat, Cedrick then draped

slept on his side, curling into himself to fend off the cold. He stared at Cedrick’s face while still massaging his aching arm and

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

Cedrick,” Nico

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

“Got it…”

himself from Cedrick. Eventually, half of his

at the edge of

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

irritated, but he

The latter

you have a death wish?” Cedrick squeezed

tinged with

hesitation, he bit the bullet and stretched out his arm, hugging the

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

Cedrick didn’t respond.

punish me however you want when we’re back at the

or anything else. Just don’t kill

his body stiff with

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

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