Wooing My Ex-Wife by Mr. Adeel

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.

Yet, recently, he had resumed his habit of smoking. He lit one cigarette after another, puffing away in Gwendolyn’s presence.

a sneer. It was as if she

was with those subtle

smoked his

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

He continued smoking.

of the lighter echoed through the

to give

the entire pack, a reckless gamble to test if Gwendolyn still cared

when he was almost done with his second cigarette, he backed out of the

smoking the entire pack of cigarettes once she regained her

be

can’t do this.

pack and extinguished his cigarette before sneaking back into the house. Quietly closing

sleeping posture was a horrible sight to behold. He had taken up every inch of

loud snoring filled

Cedrick gave Nico a light kick in

the latter was sleeping like a

expression was stormy

Has he forgotten about how much of a light sleeper he has to be while on a Federal Bureau of Investigation

Cedrick crouched down and pinched hard

“Ow!”

dreamland, was rudely awakened by

groggily, he rubbed his painful arm and cast a pitiful and innocent look

wrong, Cedrick?” What did I

say something, but he ended up sighing instead of reprimanding the other man. “Move over. You’re

“Oh! I’m sorry!”

hastily scurried off to the edge of the mattress, leaving most

his coat, Cedrick then draped it across the blanket and slowly lay

fend off the cold. He stared at Cedrick’s face while still massaging his aching arm

of a mission, and the dangers surrounding them were unknown. Yet, he had been sleeping like a log,

Cedrick,” Nico

dare hug me again. I’ll make you bear the consequences if

“Got it…”

Cedrick. Eventually, half of his

he remained at the edge of the mattress and shut his eyes,

colder by the second, and shivers coursed through his body. In his groggy and chilled state, he instinctively moved

he

latter inched even closer and

you have a death wish?”

tone was tinged with

wits, Nico held his breath. After a moment of hesitation, he bit the bullet and stretched out his arm, hugging the other man’s

hug you for a while. It’s too cold. I

Cedrick didn’t respond.

you want when we’re

me, cane me, or

remained perfectly still, his body

nervously, Nico put his leg on Cedrick’s body when he didn’t object. He resembled an octopus,

borders when Nico was just ten years old. It had been almost two decades since that time, yet this was the first