“He’s likely played like a pawn, oblivious to everything. I think he’s driven here solely by obsessive determination,” she replied.
Gwendolyn stifled a laugh and continued, “I might as well leverage this about of amnesia to extinguish his hopes of ever getting together with me, sooner rather than later. It’s high time that he moves on with his life and stops pining for me. After all, I’m already Mrs. Jenson.”
Cedrick was elated to hear her utter the words “Mrs. Jenson.”
“So, when you said you’d choose me at the hospital, was it for Charles’ benefit as well?” he asked.
Gwendolyn cradled his face with her hands and looked into his eyes. “It seems you noticed Charles lurking at the door back then?”
He merely smiled and gave nothing away.
With his vigilant nature, how could he not have noticed Charles’ presence? He simply chose to ignore it.
“Why aren’t you answering it, Gwenny? Did you really say it for Charles’ benefit? Do you still care for him? If Gwenny truly suffered from amnesia and was first found by him, would she not have chosen him instead?
He kept the final question to himself.
He dared not gamble on the outcome.
Gwendolyn gently pinched his face. “Indeed, I intended for Charles to hear it, but it was also a genuine confession. I’ve chosen you in this life, Hubby. I will have no one else as my husband.”
Cedrick released her waist. He slowly straightened his thighs, with knees still chafed against the Lego pieces, as he embraced her with a single hand and placed a tender kiss on her lips.
His kiss was gentle, brimming with the longing and affection that had built up over these days. It was as if he was savoring a rare treasure. Despite the humble posture, there was no sense of debasement. He was the dominant force in this kiss.
As their kisses deepened, their breaths grew ragged.
His heart pounded with a wild, irrepressible fervor that was utterly overwhelming.
Gwendolyn was almost robbed of her breath. Struggling to breathe, she pushed against his shoulders to end the reunion kiss.
Wiping the corners of her slightly reddened lips, she avoided Cedrick’s intense gaze, reached for the ruler nearby, and changed the subject. “Now that I no longer have to feign amnesia in front of you, let’s settle the score for your smoking.”
Cedrick’s lips curled into an indulgent and doting smile. “Sure.”
Gwendolyn caught her breath and tried to avoid his seductive eyes.
“Given that you could smoke four in my presence the other day, be honest and tell me, how many did you smoke in this period?” she asked.
Cedrick pondered a moment before refuting, “Gwenny, you’re exaggerating. I only smoked three the other day. The fourth one was barely lit. I hadn’t taken more than two drags before you tossed it away.”
Gwendolyn frowned in displeasure. “What difference does it make between three and four? Are you intentionally nitpicking? Do you take pride in going through three cigarettes in a matter of hours?”
“No…”
irate. How could his lungs
eager for action. “Which hand did you smoke with?
hesitated, then obediently extended his left hand, palm
out as the uncompromising
sharp pain emanating
slightly. He remained still, looking down at his hand,
It hurt, as always.
felt
in his throat, overjoyed at
after getting
his nose. With a smile still
that his wife was back. She had
haven’t answered me. How many cigarettes did you
mulled
want the truth,”
front of them, but Benny did detect
deeply. “How many cigarettes are
I smoke is a
just ten days’ time, you’ve smoked about twenty cigarettes? Cedrick, you might as well eat those cigarettes! Even Benny managed to detect the smell.
took to smoking to ease the dullness and didn’t really keep track of how much I smoked. Benny caught the
to explain himself otherwise
ready to
handsome face. She hadn’t expected that he would indulge himself
that could wreak havoc on one’s health. Moreover, they had a child with a heart condition at home. How could he be
necessary to discipline you to etch the lessons deeply into your memory,” she declared with
and tapped the edge of the bed. “Considering your current work commitments, a hand injury would be inconvenient. Lie on your stomach
her words, and his spine
atmosphere was cordial, almost homely. But now, he felt an alarming chill crawling up
in total. For
Fifty strikes…
Gwendolyn had promised that the scores would be settled, he
bedroom echoed with the dull sound of rhythmic and relentless
of pain surged over him, fierce and
breath, clenched his fists, and braved the
An
did not hold back, her blows landing
few days, arrange to get a checkup
monumental, and she wouldn’t gamble with his
Read The Ex and Her Riches novel Gwendolyn and Maverick Chapter 797
Read The Ex and Her Riches Chapter 797
The Read The Ex and Her Riches novel series by joy has been updated to chapter Chapter 797 .
In Chapter 797 of the The Ex and Her Riches series, The story revolves around Gwendolyn Shalders, who is married to Maverick Wright but feels neglected by him. One night, she wakes up to find Maverick in her room, and they engage in intimate activities. However, she hears Maverick call out another woman's name, Tasha, which devastates her. Gwendolyn remembers the hurtful message Tasha sent her, claiming that she and Maverick are childhood sweethearts and that Gwendolyn is a mere replacement. Filled with pain and anger, Gwendolyn confronts Maverick the next morning, and he accuses her of drugging him to become his wife. Gwendolyn, realizing that her efforts have been in vain, decides to ask for a divorce..... Will this Chapter 797 author joy mention any details. Follow Chapter 797 and the latest episodes of this series at Novelxo.com.
The Ex and Her Riches novel Gwendolyn and Maverick Chapter 797
The Ex and Her Riches Chapter 797