“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…”
more irate. How could his lungs withstand such
in the air, she was eager for action. “Which hand did you
obediently extended his left hand, palm
smack rang out as the uncompromising ruler struck
sharp pain emanating
He remained still, looking
It hurt, as always.
felt
catch in his throat, overjoyed
after getting
in his nose. With a smile still tugged at his lips, he said, “This sensation is
a physical reassurance that his wife was back. She had not lost
laugh and asked with feigned seriousness, “You still haven’t answered me. How many cigarettes did you smoke in my absence? Did you ever smoke in front
mulled it
want the truth,”
of them, but Benny did detect the
furrowed deeply. “How many cigarettes are there in
I smoke is a pack of ten,” he replied
you might as well eat those
to smoking to ease the dullness and didn’t really keep track of how much I smoked. Benny caught the
much. Trying to explain himself otherwise
more and extended his right hand, ready to take his punishment. “Gwenny, I admit it’s my
she pinched his handsome face. She hadn’t expected that he would indulge himself so over the past
Moreover, they had a child with a heart
to discipline you to etch the lessons deeply into your memory,” she declared with a firm
the edge of the bed. “Considering your current work commitments, a hand injury would be inconvenient. Lie on your stomach
up at her words, and his spine stiffened with
was cordial, almost homely. But now, he felt an
smoked twenty-five cigarettes in total. For each one, you’ll receive two strikes. Once done, we’ll never talk
Fifty strikes…
However, since Gwendolyn had promised that the scores would be settled, he slowly got up and lay on his back at the spot
with the dull sound of
pain surged over
clenched his fists, and braved the
never challenge the authority of house rules. An angry woman
did not hold back, her blows landing
arrange to get a checkup at
excessive smoking was monumental, and
Read The Ex and Her Riches novel Gwendolyn and Maverick Chapter 797
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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