Wooing My ex-wife (Gwendolyn and Maverick) novel Chapter 268

Chapter 268 Full Of Himself 

The sky outside the window had turned pitch black. 

A desk lamp inside the bedroom remained lit, casting a dim yellow light. 

The back of Cedrick’s head faced the lamp, causing his face to be unclear and hidden in the shadows. 

Nonetheless, Gwendolyn could sense his scorching gaze. She sat upright and slipped out of his arm. Cupping his cheeks with her hands, she uttered with utter seriousness, “Ceddy, I once thought I could let go of my love for you without hesitation, but ever since I almost lost you, I’ve fully understood 

my feelings. I love you deeply the same way you love me. No matter how many times you ask this question in the future, my answer will stay the same. I love you.” 

They locked gazes, and tears welled up in their eyes at the same time. 

Cedrick suppressed his urge to cry and held her in his embrace so tightly that his arms trembled. My Gwenny said she loves me deeply too. 

Although he would’ve preferred her to say she didn’t love him this time, hearing her speak so earnestly filled him with overwhelming emotion. I’m contented for life, having listened to this. 

Sensing his tension, she gently patted his back to comfort him. 

The hug lasted a long time, to the extent that Gwendolyn thought Cedrick had fallen asleep before he finally let go of her. 

“It’s getting late. Let’s rest early.” 

“Huh?” Gwendolyn was a little taken aback. He’s going to sleep at half–past nine? Did he come back just to get a hug? 

Amidst her bafflement, Cedrick had already slipped under the covers. 

For some reason, she found his behavior to be strange that night. 

Gwendolyn followed suit, lying in the crook of his arm. She asked in a teasing tone, “Ceddy, we haven’t seen each other for several days. Now that you’re finally back tonight, shouldn’t we have a pre–sleep massage session?” 

He shut his eyes, wearing a cold and indifferent expression that clearly indicated he was abstaining that night. He also didn’t respond to her question. 

Gwendolyn felt frustrated. He’s acting so cold toward me upon returning after we’ve not seen each other for so many days? He doesn’t even have the desire to be intimate with me. Have I lost my charm? 

As if to prove her doubts wrong, Gwendolyn slid her hand under the covers into his robe, gently teasing his abs and chest muscles. 

Cedrick’s breath began to quicken under her teasing. He frowned, caught her hands, and coaxed her, “Be good and stop fooling around. Let’s sleep,” 

Gwendolyn pouted, feeling a little angry. 

She puffed out her cheeks, causing her to resemble a small pufferfish. 

“Ceddy, you haven’t even kissed me since you came back, and you’re going to sleep so early. Are you planning to become a monk and renounce all earthly desires?” She confronted him blatantly. 

Gwendolyn complained softly while overtly enticing him with her seductive looks. 

Cedrick closed his eyes and took a deep breath. 

As if he had braced himself to make a huge decision, his dark gaze turned impassive when he opened his eyes. “Gwendolyn, let’s call off our engagement.” 

“Mm?” It took her a long while to understand his meaning. “What did you say?” 

Moreover, he addressed her as Gwendolyn, not Gwenny. 

His magnetic voice was even laced with a hint of estrangement. 

*She immediately furrowed her brows and abruptly sat up on the bed, staring at him frostily. Then, 

seemingly uncertain of what she heard, Gwendolyn uttered, “Say that again.” 

Cedrick didn’t get up. Instead, he shrunk his shoulders under the covers, and his long eyelashes fluttered slightly, “I said, let’s break up.” 

He spoke in a nonchalant voice, but Gwendolyn felt heart–wrenching pain spreading throughout her body. 

“Why?” She didn’t understand why he seemed somewhat estranged upon returning this time. She also found it impossible to figure out what he was thinking. 

“Perhaps I’m getting tired of this.” His voice sounded muffled as he covered his face with the blanket. His! words had an undertone of nervousness amidst the distance. 

Gwendolyn was genuinely enraged. “Get up!” 

She grabbed his ear, tugging him upward and pulling him out of the covers. “Cedrick, look at me and say that again!” 

Cedrick’s face tightened with discomfort. His eyes darted around as he tried to avoid her gaze, but he occasionally stole glances at her. 

Gwendolyn’s eyes reddened with anger, and her face was filled with wrath. “Calling off the engagement, breaking up, and getting tired of our relationship. Are you serious about all of that? Tell me!” 

She practically shouted toward the end of her sentence. 

Startled by her outburst, Cedrick lost his momentum. “Y–Yes…” 

“Bullsh*t! Look at me when you speak!” 

Gwendolyn pinched his jaw, forcing him to meet her gaze. 

Exploding with rage, she bore her eyes into his. “Cedrick, I suggest you think carefully before answering, This is the last chance I’m giving you. If you lose it, I will never forgive no matter what reason you give in the future. Never!” 

Her chest heaved in a fit of temper, and tears involuntarily brimmed in her eyes. 

Under the dim light, her eyes shone like stars, but she stubbornly refused to let her 

tears fall. 

An expression filled with anger and grievances, disbelief intertwined with doubt, spread across her face. Gedrick’s words had apparently hurt her. 

Cedrick looked into her eyes. 

He couldn’t bear to see her upset or crying. As a result, seeing her current mien caused his heart to flutter in confusion. 

“Talk to me! Have you gone mute?” 

“I…” Facing her wrath, his resolution instantly wavered. “I’m not sure. Let me reconsider. I’m tired. Let’s sleep.” 

He broke free from her restraint and returned to the comfort of the blanket. He even turned over, *showing her his back as he slept. 

Gwendolyn’s fury intensified as she stared at him, feigning to be asleep. He still wants to reconsider? What is there to reconsider? Whether or not he wants to stay in a relationship with me? Are all men jerks, after all? They don’t appreciate the things they assume they already have. 

She was not adept at expressing her affection, and that was the first time she had told him that she loved him, yet he had already got so full of himself. 

He not only didn’t value the chance she gave him but also unbelievably demanded a breakup, said he was tired of their relationship and wanted to reconsider things.