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.

the only response from Gwendolyn was a sneer. It was as if

lost her memories? Then what was with those subtle

absentmindedly smoked his way through the entire

he lifted his foot to extinguish the cigarette under his

He continued smoking.

click of the lighter echoed

to give

pack,

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

in trouble if she found out about him smoking the entire

would probably be ruined

I can’t do this. I’ll be risking

before sneaking back into the house. Quietly closing the

sleeping posture was a horrible sight to behold. He had taken up every inch of the mattress, leaving no space

loud snoring filled the

on his face, Cedrick gave Nico a light kick in the

latter was sleeping

was stormy

he has to be while on a Federal Bureau

hard on a spot in the other man’s

“Ow!”

dreamland, was

painful arm and cast

Cedrick?” What did

parted his lips to say something, but he ended up sighing instead of reprimanding the other man. “Move

“Oh! I’m sorry!”

that, Nico hastily scurried off to the edge of the mattress,

draped it

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

and the

sorry, Cedrick,” Nico whispered an

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

“Got it…”

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

a ball, he remained at the edge of the mattress and shut his

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

he frowned and

The latter inched

have a death wish?” Cedrick squeezed

was tinged with an obvious murderous

of hesitation, he

just let me hug you for a while. It’s too cold.

Cedrick didn’t respond.

want when we’re back at the

or anything else. Just don’t kill

remained perfectly still, his body stiff with

his leg on Cedrick’s body when he didn’t object. He

from the borders when Nico was just ten years old. It had been almost two decades since that