Wooing My ex-wife (Gwendolyn and Maverick) novel Chapter 283

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In the bedroom, Cedrick had been waiting for quite some time, yet there was no sign of Gwendolyn coming upstairs with the box of medicine. 

“Gwenny?” 

The lights were on downstairs, but no reply came. 

Puzzled, Cedrick got out of bed, slipped on his slippers, and proceeded downstairs to investigate. 

As he descended the staircase, his gaze fell on Gwendolyn right away. She was standing before a cupboard, holding a pack of cigarettes and examining it carefully. 

One of the drawers on the cupboard was open, revealing its contents–packs and packs of cigarettes. 

Cedrick’s heart skipped a beat. 

His handsome face turned a shade paler. 

Nico had only bought the cigarettes earlier that day and told Cedrick where he had put them away. However, Cedrick had been preoccupied with an online meeting that afternoon and hadn’t had a chance. to open the drawer himself. 

D*mn it! Gwenny doesn’t usually go through drawers. I’ve got such rotten luck to be caught in the act by her today. And why did Nico buy so many packs? 

His body tensed as a wave of turmoil stirred within him. 

Gwendolyn, observing his reaction, held the pack of cigarettes and turned around to take a seat on the couch. Her face was devoid of any expression as she emanated a frosty aura. 

“Care to explain?” she asked. 

Cedrick stood frozen at the foot of the staircase. Without the slightest guilt and hesitation, he denied, “Those aren’t mine. I never use that brand. They must be Nico’s.” 

A hint of amusement crossed Gwendolyn’s eyes. She fixed a stare on him, a smirk dancing on her lips. 

“So, you’re saying that Nico placed his cigarettes in your villa, in your living room, in the drawer of your cupboard? And why is that? To tempt you to partake and join in the fun?” 

Cedrick fell silent as his Adam’s apple bobbed nervously. His eyelashes quivered while his brain churned at lightning speed. 

“Penny for your thoughts, Ceddy?” Gwendolyn eyed him intently, a tempest hidden beneath her calm. exterior. Her tone was frigid as she added, “Perhaps you’re thinking of how to concoct a plausible excuse and pull the wool over my eyes?” 

With a loud smack, she slapped the cigarette pack onto the coffee table furiously. 

At that sudden loud noise, Cedrick instinctively fell to his knees. 

He cast his eyes downward, hoping Gwendolyn would go easy on him now that he had admitted his mistake. His obsidian gaze was tinged with guilt. “I was wrong! Please, hear me out!” 

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Gwendolyn’s frigid gaze flickered at his plea. 

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When he had fallen to his knees just now, Gwendolyn had clearly heard a dull thud resonating from his kneecaps. Furthermore, he had landed on cold, hard marble tiles. 

Her heart ached for him. However, the sight of the cigarette packs on the coffee table made her resist the urge to rush over to help him up and rub his knees. 

Then, she gestured at the soft carpet by her feet and said, “Come here.” 

The forceful kneel had indeed hurt Cedrick badly. 

When he stood up, his eyebrows contracted in a small frown. 

He quickly concealed the pain in his eyes and slowly began to move toward Gwendolyn. 

She watched him carefully, her eyes taking in every small movement he made. 

Just as Cedrick was about to get on his knees again, she said, “Assume military posture and squat.” 

Huh? Squat? 

Cedrick paused for two heartbeats and didn’t move. 

Gwendolyn regarded him coolly. “Didn’t catch that? Do you need me to repeat myself?” 

“I heard you,” he replied. 

Cedrick immediately assumed the standard military pose–a single knee driven into the earth, thumb aligned with the rest, straightening his back as he squatted. 

He appeared imposingly upright in this position, emanating an air of unyielding pride. 

However, seeing as he had been caught red–handed in his misdeeds, his aura seemed somewhat diminished, subdued by Gwendolyn’s commanding presence. 

Her gaze fell on the cigarette pack atop the coffee table. “This is your last chance to explain yourself. Choose your words carefully.” 

Cedrick nodded obediently. “I appreciate that.” 

He began to formulate his response, laying out the truth in a forthright manner. “The cigarettes are indeed mine. I had Nico purchase them, but I never intended to smoke.” 

Fury burned in Gwendolyn’s chest. 

She took a deep breath and suppressed the boiling rage. “Still not telling the truth? How many times have you secretly done this behind my back? How many cigarettes have you smoked?” 

A wave of indignance washed over Cedrick. “I only asked Nico to buy them this afternoon, and by evening you’ve already caught me. I haven’t smoked any.” 

Once again, Gwendolyn calmed herself and picked up the pack of cigarettes on the coffee table, flipping it open to show Cedrick. 

When I came over, the drawer of the cupboard was slightly ajar, like it had been opened just today. It 

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seemed like you had been so flustered that you’d forgotten to close it properly. Besides, one cigarette is clearly missing from this pack on the top. Are you still trying to deny it?” Gwendolyn pointed out. 

Cedrick was rendered speechless. 

So this is how I was discovered! 

Moreover, Nico had also put the packet missing one cigarette into the drawer. 

How could he be so careless? Is he trying to have me killed? 

Suppressing the urge to let Nico have a piece of his mind, Cedrick switched from squatting to kneeling. 

“I did use one cigarette today, but I only smelled it. I didn’t even light it. If you don’t believe me, you can smell me. I don’t smell of smoke at all. I really haven’t smoked!” Cedrick said. 

Gwendolyn narrowed her eyes slightly and sneered. “You could have showered and changed clothes after smoking. Of course, I wouldn’t be able to detect any smell.” 

She clearly doesn’t believe me… 

Cedrick was so aggrieved that the corners of his eyes turned red. His fingers gingerly clutched at her sleeve, as if it might offer some solace. 

“Gwenny, you said that we should trust each other. Everything I’ve said is true. Could you believe me just this once?” Cedrick pleaded. 

“But didn’t you deny that the cigarettes were yours just a moment ago? So, which statement should I believe?” Gwendolyn retorted. 

Cedrick was at a loss for words. Nico and his own oversight had led him into a ditch. 

He bit down hard on his lip, unable to utter a single word of explanation. 

Gwendolyn soon noticed the tears welled up in his obsidian eyes. His expression was a mix of sorrow and helplessness. 

The imprints of his teeth were visible on his lower lip, forming a bloody streak.