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.

Gwendolyn was a sneer. It was

those subtle gestures earlier

thoughts, Cedrick absentmindedly smoked his

extinguish the cigarette under

He continued smoking.

the lighter echoed through the stillness of

refused to give

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

with his

be in trouble if she found out about him smoking the entire

be ruined by her

no. I can’t do this.

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

had taken up every inch of the

loud snoring filled

scowl on his face, Cedrick gave Nico a light

latter was sleeping

expression was stormy as

has to be while on a Federal Bureau of Investigation mission? Ugh. I

Cedrick crouched down and pinched hard on a spot in the

“Ow!”

was rudely awakened by a sting on

arm and cast a pitiful and innocent look at Cedrick’s dark

wrong, Cedrick?” What did I

sighing

“Oh! I’m sorry!”

edge of the mattress, leaving most

Cedrick then draped it across the blanket and slowly lay

side, curling into himself to fend off the cold. He stared at Cedrick’s face while still massaging his aching arm and

had pinched him. They were in the middle of a mission, and the dangers surrounding them were unknown. Yet, he had been sleeping like a log, oblivious to

sorry, Cedrick,” Nico whispered an

before replying, “Don’t you dare hug me again. I’ll

“Got it…”

further back to distance himself from Cedrick. Eventually, half of his body was

he remained at the edge of the mattress and shut his

In his groggy and

he frowned and

emboldened Nico. The latter inched even closer and rested his

you have a death

was tinged with an obvious

his wits, Nico held his breath. After a moment of hesitation, he bit the bullet and stretched

just let me hug you for a while. It’s too cold. I won’t do

Cedrick didn’t respond.

however you want when we’re back

or anything else. Just

his body stiff with

he didn’t object. He resembled

years old. It had been almost two