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

she really lost her memories? Then what was with those

thoughts, Cedrick absentmindedly smoked his way through the

beat later, he lifted his foot to extinguish the cigarette under his

He continued smoking.

of the lighter echoed through the stillness

to give

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

he was almost done with his

knew he’d be in trouble if she found out about him smoking the entire pack of cigarettes

be ruined by

this. I’ll

cigarette pack and extinguished his cigarette before sneaking back into the house. Quietly closing the door behind him, he returned to the mattress in the

was a horrible sight to behold. He had taken up

snoring filled the entire

his face, Cedrick gave Nico a light kick in the

the latter was sleeping

was stormy as

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

crouched down and pinched hard on a spot in the other

“Ow!”

dreamland, was rudely awakened by

cast a pitiful and

wrong, Cedrick?” What did I

to say something, but he ended up sighing instead

“Oh! I’m sorry!”

Nico hastily scurried off to the edge of the mattress,

draped it across the blanket and slowly lay

on his side, curling into himself to fend off the cold. He stared at Cedrick’s face while still massaging his aching arm and no longer dared to

Nico understood why Cedrick had pinched him. They were in the middle of a mission, and the dangers surrounding them were unknown.

Cedrick,” Nico

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

“Got it…”

to distance himself from Cedrick. Eventually, half of his

at the edge of the mattress

time passed, his limbs grew colder by the second, and shivers coursed through his body. In his groggy and chilled state, he instinctively moved closer to Cedrick, seeking warmth, and hugged

was irritated, but he frowned and

lack of response only emboldened Nico. The latter inched even closer and rested

death

was tinged with an obvious murderous

his breath. After a moment of hesitation, he bit the bullet

for a

Cedrick didn’t respond.

me however you want when we’re back at

cane me, or

perfectly still, his

when he didn’t

old. It had been almost two decades since that time, yet this