Wooing My ex-wife (Gwendolyn and Maverick) novel Chapter 285

Chapter 285 The Queen Of Unpredictability 

Gwendolyn quietly stroked Cedrick’s back to comfort him. 

Several minutes later, she asked, “Are you still uncomfortable?” 

+15 Bonus 

The discomfort in Cedrick’s expression barely changed, but he put on a brave face and nodded. “I feel better with you around.” 

Gwendolyn was secretly impressed by his charade, though she did not call him out on it. She helped him to sit on the bed, propping some pillows against his back and covering his legs with a blanket. 

Then, she said, “There was a half–hour delay. You haven’t even taken your night medication. Wait here; I’ll get them for you.” 

“Okay.” 

Scarcely two minutes later, Gwendolyn reappeared in the room with warm water and a pill box, which she placed on the bedside table. After that, she closed and locked the room door before returning to Cedrick’s side. 

Cedrick pulled a face when he saw the assortment of pills. “Can I at least get Gwenny’s medicine–feeding. service again tonight?” 

Unamused, Gwendolyn handed a glass of water to him and retorted, “Well, what did you think of your little act tonight? Was it deserving of a reward?” 

He lowered his eyes guiltily in response. 

As it were, he would already be thanking his lucky stars if he escaped unscathed, let alone expect a reward. 

After wiping the sulkiness from his gaze, Cedrick received the glass from Gwendolyn. He stubbornly tried to swallow all the pills at once and erupted into a fit of choking coughs when he glugged too much water. 

Gwendolyn patted his back while chiding him, “You fool. You could just swallow a couple of pills at once each time and spare yourself this misery. How can it not be bitter if you stuff everything into your mouth in one go?” 

As she spoke, she pulled a packet of caramel sweets from her pocket, which she had bought specifically for Cedrick. 

She ripped the packaging open and grabbed a sweet, leaving the rest on the bedside table. 

Her pale, slender fingers deftly unwrapped the caramel sweet, which she plopped into Cedrick’s mouth. “Don’t mistreat your body like this again. If you find the pills too bitter, treat yourself to a sweet. Smoking will not relieve your suffering; it will only make things worse. Don’t ever entertain that thought again. Got it?” 

“Got it,” Cedrick mumbled while sucking on the caramel sweet. 

He savored the milky fragrance of the confection, pleasantly surprised to find that it was not sickeningly sweet. 

Of course, the fact that Gwendolyn had purchased and fed him the sweet only augmented his delight. 

While he slowly ate the sweet, he opened his arms in a silent bid for a hug. 

O 

1/4 

Chapter 285 The Queen Of Unpredictability 

+15 Bond 

His dark gaze had lost its usual hawkish edge in Gwendolyn’s presence. In fact, he even appeared rather adorable with his cheeks puffed up from sucking on the sweet. 

Gwendolyn smiled and shook her head. She flicked his forehead lightly and teased, “You’re five years older than me, mister, but one sweet has turned you into a toddler. Is it that yummy?” 

Cedrick nodded earnestly. 

“I’ll have a taste too.” 

She turned toward the bedside table to get a caramel sweet, but Cedrick seized her elbow and pulled her toward him. A second later, he covered her lips with a searing kiss. 

The faint, milky scent of the caramel sweet intermingled with their breaths.. 

Cedrick asked, “Taste good?” 

Gwendolyn’s lips curved into a seductive smile. “Not bad.” 

She traced his face with her fingers as her smile grew wicked. “You’ve finished your medicine and tasted that sweet. I guess it’s time to move on to the next thing on the agenda, hmm?” 

Cedrick scrunched his brows in confusion. A sense of dread filled his chest as he took in Gwendolyn’s expression. 

Alas, she did not give him a chance to react. Instead, she swiftly pulled open the first drawer of the bedside table and took a red wooden ruler out of it. 

The wicked smile never left Gwendolyn’s face as she lazily tapped the ruler on her palm. 

Cedrick instantly paled with shock when he saw the ruler. The caramel sweet in his mouth suddenly tasted less sweet than he remembered. 

Even after all the distractions, it appeared he would not be spared from corporal punishment. 

It felt as though he had taken a tumble from heaven and landed straight in hell. 

“Gwenny…” He clenched his fists nervously and pleaded, “I messed up…” The poor man was on the verge of an emotional breakdown. 

Unmoved, Gwendolyn said, “Since you know you messed up, you must be punished for your wrongdoing, or you’ll never learn. Now, give me your hand.” 

Cedrick inhaled shakily but did not offer his hand. I should never have celebrated prematurely if I knew my fate was sealed. 

“Your hand? Gwendolyn repeated more sternly. 

Under her scrutiny, Cedrick slowly stretched out his left hand. The ruler was immediately placed on his palm, but Gwendolyn seemed to be in no rush to carry out his punishment. 

Instead, she drawled, “Hiding cigarettes is one thing. I’m not likely to discover them since I’m usually out in the day. But lying that they belonged to Nico? Plus, you didn’t seem to care that I would be worried and were more intent on weaseling your way out of a punishment. Tell me. How many raps do you deserve?” 

Cold dread washed over Cedrick. 

2/4 

Chapter 285 The Queen Of Unpredictability 

Ah, I guess she knew from the start that I was trying to play the victim. 

She had recounted every one of his crimes with frightening accuracy. 

“Talk. How many?” Gwendolyn tapped the center of his palm and urged him to respond. 

+15 Bonus 

Cedrick snapped out of his thoughts and bit his lip. He uttered timidly and hesitantly, “Uhm… how about once?” 

Gwendolyn’s expression darkened, and she announced coldly, “A hundred!” 

His heart clenched in fear, and he attempted to negotiate a lighter punishment. “What about five times?” 

Not even a hint of mercy was detectable in Gwendolyn’s expression as she responded, “Fifty.” 

She immediately halved the number of 

it I think I’m seeing a pattern here.” 

He tested the waters and offered, “Ten?” 

Gwendolyn paused for several seconds before saying, “Twenty.” 

It was lenient enough for Cedrick, and he declared, “Fine. Twenty it is. Go on.” 

Gwendolyn did not move and raised a brow in amusement. A devilish smile appeared on her face. 

She feigned shock and exclaimed, “Ah, you’re very much mistaken. My rule was to sum up both our proposed number of hits, so that makes forty! What a coincidence! I just determined that you committed four offenses today. We read each other’s mind so perfectly!” 

Cedrick was flabbergasted and could only stare at her wordlessly. 

What kind of logic is that? 

Frustration brewed in his chest, and he asked meekly, “How hard will you hit me?” 

If she hits me as hard as she did last time, forty hits could render my left arm permanently impaired!