Wooing My Ex-Wife by Mr. Adeel

Chapter 221 Heaven And Hell

Having been viciously kicked on the side of the waist by Gwendolyn’s foot, Cedrick was in such pain his body spasmed uncontrollably.

He held his hands over his waist, and before he could come to terms with the excruciating pain, she swiftly reached for the decorative vase on the nightstand and swung it toward his head.

Cedrick hastily covered his head and bent over.

He did not fight back, neither did he dodge. He merely stood there and allowed her to hit him.

Gwendolyn smashed the vase in her grip on his back three times consecutively.

Because she was feeling dizzy, she could not muster much strength, so her moves were not as forceful.

Nonetheless, it still hurt as the dense porcelain vase smashed against his back.

Cedrick was probably traumatized at that point.

Frustration swamped him. I’ll never put anything that can be used as a weapon on my nightstand next time!

Seemingly unable to vent her anger after hitting the man several times, Gwendolyn aggressively slammed the vase on the corner of the table, shattering it into pieces. Then, she hurled the sharp edge of the broken shard toward Cedrick.

“Gwendolyn!”

Worried that the broken shard would hurt her, Cedrick instinctively backed away.

Because of his brief hesitation, he did not manage to dodge in time and got cut by a piece of broken shard on his right collarbone. A faint blood scratch mark appeared on his skin, and the collar of his white shirt was stained by blood quickly.

Gwendolyn had wanted to slit his neck, but she missed it and cut his collarbone instead.

Taking opportunity of the situation, Cedrick hurriedly grabbed her wrist and threw the weapon in her grip aside.

Gwendolyn glared at his face furiously. “Cedrick! You’re probably wearing this thing on your face to scare me, aren’t you? I shall see how ugly the face behind this mask is!”

“Don’t… I—”

Before he could clarify anything, Gwendolyn hit her forehead against his.

As he loosened his grip, she regained freedom of her hands and swiftly took off his mask.

Cedrick was utterly stunned. How can she still be so ferocious when she’s drunk?

With the mask removed, he had his back to her in guilt. He dared not turn around, and his heart was pounding so fast it felt like it was about to jump out of his chest.

He waited for a second. Then, two…

Unexpectedly, Gwendolyn, who had been taunting aggressively behind him, suddenly turned quiet. Even the atmosphere fell into complete silence.

head a little and tried to

was a big, red mark on

sigh of relief. What happened earlier had obviously left a lingering

against the wound, the

in Cedrick’s eyes. His whole body was in pain after getting

Indignance overwhelmed him.

meticulously took care of her while she was drunk. Little did he imagine she would be so ruthless toward him even when she was in

fancied was Sherman, and eventually getting whacked up by her, Cedrick had been suppressing his disappointment for the whole day.

burned, and

blood on the tip of his fingers, Gwendolyn opened

sense

head around, he exchanged glances

expression? Does she recognize who

through his mind as he tried to figure

him, and held his face. A wide smile spread across

my dreams. Even though you look somewhat different this

a strong alcohol smell could

he looked at her in a

don’t care! This is my dream! I have the final

gleeful smile, she inched closer toward him. It was clear she

was still in bewilderment, she lightly left a peck on his cold, thin

tender feeling on his lips could still be felt vividly. He stood rooted to the ground

she just kiss

corners of Gwendolyn’s eyes. She appeared contented, but her eyes still gave off a dazed look, and it was a sign that

daring

give me a vicious slap on my face or kick me in my

gaze, Gwendolyn wrapped her arms around his waist. As she shifted her gaze downward, she noticed the blood mark beside the collar of his shirt. A pained look crossed her

even in my dream? Who on earth dares to

in her eyes instantly dissipated all the grievances Cedrick had

mistaken him for someone else, it did not matter

doesn’t hurt,” he

however, vanished.

“But I feel bad.”

leaned over and gently kissed

kitten, trying to comfort her injured

was on par with her viciousness while she beat him

“Gwendolyn, you—”

dumbfounded

honey, melting his entire heart as she kissed

her waist, unwilling to let

satisfied, and surprised, yet afraid he would lose her again. A mixture of

wished that time