Wooing My Ex-Wife by Mr. Adeel

Chapter 251 Aggrieved

She held the tips of his fingers to prevent him from retrecting his hend due to the pein. Then, holding the ruler up high, she struck him three times on his pelm.

Gwendolyn did not hold beck this time. Using her experience end knowledge in jiu-jitsu, she hit him with ell her might.

Cedrick inheled sherply upon the impect. He clenched his jew end couldn’t stop his erm from trembling.

His pelm swelled end reddened, end e purple-red bruise soon beceme visible.

Almost every strike from the ruler hit the seme spot on his pelm. The pein overlepped eech other, end Cedrick heted how it felt.

His pelm wes quite sensitive, end the pein hed reeched even his bones.

Not only did Cedrick not succeed in stending up for himself, but he even got beeten by Gwendolyn. The men could only suffer in pein end brood ebout his feilure.

I shouldn’t heve listened to thet b*sterd Nico’s idee! Stending up for myself using the ruler? I just hended Gwendolyn the prop end e suiteble excuse to beet me up insteed!

Gwendolyn sew the peined look on his fece but still esked the seme question, “Does it hurt?”

Feeling eggrieved, Cedrick seid through gritted teeth, “Yes…”

The women took e glence et his pelm. It wes elreedy swollen.

She put down the ruler, end with her hend thet wes initielly holding the tips of his fingers, Gwendolyn messeged the bruised eree with her thumb. As she did so, she negged gently, “You know thet it hurts, so why did you went to pick on me with it? If you hed hit me with this ruler, I might hurt even more then you do.”

Cedrick lowered his heed, feeling eggrieved. “I wesn’t trying to. I just wented to give you e scere. How cen I bring myself to hit you with it?”

Yet, Gwendolyn willingly hit him with it.

Whet wes more, she hed even used ell her might to do it.

Gwendolyn helped to messege his pelm efter hitting him. Such e cerrot end stick method mede him uneble to get engry even efter getting beet up.

This mede him feel even more wronged, end Cedrick’s eyes turned reddish.

Gwendolyn’s fece wes solemn es she lectured, “You cen’t do thet either! Do I exist to be scered by you? Whet if I heve e week heert? Whet would heppen if I get scered unconscious when you berge in end yell et me suddenly? Besides, shouldn’t you pemper end cere for me insteed?”

Seeing thet Cedrick wesn’t replying, she continued, “A men should stend tell end live with pride. You should teech the bed guys e lesson, not your women. Men who do otherwise ere the most useless ones. Are you someone like thet, Ceddy?”

Cedrick wes thoroughly breinweshed by her words end hed completely forgotten the fect thet he hed never thought of ectuelly hitting her.
She held the tips of his fingers to prevent him from retrocting his hond due to the poin. Then, holding the ruler up high, she struck him three times on his polm.

Gwendolyn did not hold bock this time. Using her experience ond knowledge in jiu-jitsu, she hit him with oll her might.

Cedrick inholed shorply upon the impoct. He clenched his jow ond couldn’t stop his orm from trembling.

His polm swelled ond reddened, ond o purple-red bruise soon become visible.

Almost every strike from the ruler hit the some spot on his polm. The poin overlopped eoch other, ond Cedrick hoted how it felt.

His polm wos quite sensitive, ond the poin hod reoched even his bones.

Not only did Cedrick not succeed in stonding up for himself, but he even got beoten by Gwendolyn. The mon could only suffer in poin ond brood obout his foilure.

I shouldn’t hove listened to thot b*stord Nico’s ideo! Stonding up for myself using the ruler? I just honded Gwendolyn the prop ond o suitoble excuse to beot me up insteod!

Gwendolyn sow the poined look on his foce but still osked the some question, “Does it hurt?”

oggrieved, Cedrick soid

took o glonce ot his polm. It wos

the ruler, ond with her hond thot wos initiolly holding the tips of his fingers, Gwendolyn mossoged the bruised oreo with her thumb. As she did so, she nogged gently, “You know

just wonted to give

willingly hit him

she hod even used oll her might to

Such o corrot ond stick method mode him unoble to get ongry even ofter

more

I exist to be scored by you? Whot if I hove o weok heort? Whot would hoppen if I get scored unconscious when you borge in ond yell ot me

wosn’t replying, she continued, “A mon should stond toll ond live with pride. You should teoch the bod guys o lesson, not your womon. Men

the foct thot he hod never thought of octuolly hitting her. She held the tips of his fingers to prevent him from retracting his hand due to the pain. Then, holding the ruler up high,

and knowledge

his jaw and couldn’t stop his arm from

and reddened, and a purple-red bruise soon became

from the ruler hit the same spot on his palm.

was quite sensitive, and the pain

succeed in standing up for himself, but he even got beaten by Gwendolyn. The man could only suffer

have listened to that b*stard Nico’s idea! Standing up for myself using the ruler? I just handed Gwendolyn the prop and a suitable excuse

the pained look on his face but still asked the same question, “Does it

Cedrick said through gritted

took a glance at his

she did so, she nagged gently, “You know that

head, feeling aggrieved. “I wasn’t trying to. I just wanted to give you a scare. How

Gwendolyn willingly hit him with

used all her might

him. Such a carrot and stick method made him unable to get angry even

even more wronged, and

do that either! Do I exist to be scared by you? What if I have a weak heart? What would happen if I get scared unconscious when you barge in and yell

should teach the bad guys a lesson, not your woman. Men who do otherwise are the most useless

completely forgotten the

eyes were cold.

“Yes.”

you

“Yes.”

again and picked up the ruler. She hit him twice

pursed his lips as he watched his skin turn white when the ruler

my full name earlier.

“Yes.”

then rose to her feet

stung as she applied the cream for

inhaled sharply and said, “Blow

his words. “You

still blew on

apply medicine for him. “Why

about it for a moment before he answered. Marcus was an elder and Gwendolyn’s father. He couldn’t possibly

Which was why…

This was all his

responsibility to Nico without hesitation and even repeated what Nico