Wooing My ex-wife (Gwendolyn and Maverick) novel Chapter 316

Chapter 316 Will Not Bring Up The Past 

Feelings of guilt and sadness filled her heart. 

Oh, well. I’ll let him be. 

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Gwendolyn let out a long sigh and gently patted his arms that were wrapped around her waist. “I’m not going anywhere, nor will ever I leave you,” she assured him. 

As she turned around, Cedrick snuggled into her arms and buried his face in her stomach. Softly, he murmured, “Can you… keep me company tonight? I don’t want to part from you…” 

“Okay. I’ll stay with you. I’ll stay here and coax you to sleep from tonight onward, okay?” Gwendolyn promised while running her fingers through his short yet fluffy hair. 

Cedrick nodded slightly in response. 

Registering his response, Gwendolyn pulled out his pajamas hidden underneath the pillow and helped him put them on. “It’s freezing today. You shouldn’t sleep naked or you’ll catch a cold. After all, you’ve just gotten better.” 

Her attentiveness made him feel contented. Cedrick curled up in her embrace and rested his head on her shoulder, taking in her sweet scent, which helped to dispel his restlessness slowly. 

After turning off the bedside lamp, Gwendolyn hugged him to sleep. 

Not long after he had dozed off, she, too, began to feel sleepy. 

However, she was woken from her slumber by gentle sobbing sounds coming from the person beside her. 

At that point, her eyes, which could barely open, had already adjusted to the darkness. She could vaguely see Cedrick sleeping on her arm with his head lowered. 

Puzzled by what she had heard, Gwendolyn touched Cedrick’s face. To her surprise, she felt the teardrops on his eyelash. 

“Ceddy? Why are you crying all of a sudden?” 

Cedrick hugged her tighter and murmured with a strong nasal voice, “Gwenny, I don’t know how I got those lipstick stains. I hate myself for it, too. But, please, don’t leave me…” 

So, that’s what he’s thinking about. 

A tinge of guilt crept into Gwendolyn’s heart for discovering his vulnerable side. 

She wanted to tell him the truth but did not know where to start. 

He’ll be mad once he finds out he’s been set up, won’t he? 

After giving it some thought, she gently patted his back to soothe him. “Why would I? Of course, I still want you. You’re the only man I want in my life. You’re the only one I love.” 

With that, she kissed him gingerly on the eyelids to dry his tears, just like what he did in the past. 

Despite her affectionate actions, Cedrick still felt uneasy. 

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“You can hit and scold me if you’re still upset about tonight’s incident. I’ll accept it all. Just don’t give me the silent treatment. It feels awful.” 

Suddenly, Gwendolyn stopped what she was doing. Her lips twitched in slight annoyance as she commented sternly, “Oh, you’re the one to talk. Who was the one who insisted on breaking off the engagement, saying he was tired of seeing my face? Who was the one who gave me the silent treatment first? And who was it who gave me another cold shoulder for two whole days after he was injected with the blue serum?” 

There was no response from Cedrick, for that was indeed his mistake. 

“Didn’t you say you wouldn’t bring up the past?” he asked in a soft voice. 

Gwendolyn scoffed, her affection and pity quickly replaced by the grievance she felt for the past few days. 

As much as she loved him, that did not stop her from bringing up the past. 

“You just did that, so why can’t I? Sure, I can forget about you wanting to break off the engagement, but the latest cold war happened just two days ago. That’s not in the past!” 

The man buried his head under the covers, unable to refute her words. 

Unfortunately, Gwendolyn’s fury surged the more she thought about it. She had no time to think about those frustrating matters when he was sick. Now that he was much better, she believed it was time to settle the scores. 

I won’t be able to sleep peacefully if I don’t teach him a lesson tonight. 

Sitting upright, she turned on the bedside lamp and glared at him. “Did you say you’d let me punish you however I want?” 

Cedrick remained silent. 

Five minutes later, the room returned to its peaceful and harmonious setting. 

At the same time, a handsome man was sitting in front of Gwendolyn’s dressing table while wrapped in thick grey pajamas made of fleece. 

The lamp on the table was lit as Gwendolyn’s phone lay there, displaying her contact’s QR code. With a ballpen in his hand, Cedrick carefully copied it onto a piece of paper according to the size that was zoomed in by two hundred percent. 

Sitting on top of his head was an uncapped bottle of limited edition toner he once bought for her. 

Even though the liquid inside was full to the brim, not a single drop was spilled, thanks to his excellent concentration. 

Gwendolyn leaned against the bedframe and watched him in silence. 

If she were to hit him, she would feel guilty. 

Yet, she could not bear to make him kneel on Lego pieces, either. 

For that reason, she came up with a tiresome method to drain his exuberant energy. 

“Draw it properly. I want it to be scannable. And don’t spill my toner. I’ve never used it before, not to 

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mention how expensive it is. You’ll be drawing another one if you spill 

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drop.” 

With that said, she let out a yawn. 

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While watching him draw the QR code diligently, she scanned his handsome side profile–perfect jawline and straightened back. He exuded an icy aura when he was focused on a task. 

Gwendolyn began nodding off after admiring his fine profile for a few minutes. Hence, she crawled under the warm blanket and drifted off to sleep. 

Sneaking a glance at her, Cedrick sighed when he found her already asleep. 

After an indefinite amount of time, Gwendolyn was awakened by the cold air that suddenly seeped under the covers. Shuddering gently, she felt a cold arm wrap around her waist. 

Cedrick was being punished, yet she was sleeping comfortably under the blanket. 

Feeling gloomy about the contrasting situations, he nuzzled his ice–cold face against hers, which felt 

warm. 

The coldness made Gwendolyn stiffen her legs in her sleep. Gritting her teeth, she asked drowsily, “What is it? Have you finished drawing it?” 

Cedrick simply continued rubbing against her to share her warmth.