Wooing My ex-wife (Gwendolyn and Maverick) novel Chapter 372

Nico was so alarmed to hear Gwendolyn’s voice, which was deadly soft, that he nearly flung his phone aside.

For a long while, he did not dare respond or breathe.

“You’d better come clean on Cedrick’s behalf, Nico,” Gwendolyn warned him severely. “Confess while I’m still feeling lenient, or the two of you will be in for a world of hell. Rest assured, I will send you there.”

She uttered the last few words through gritted teeth, and it sent shivers down his spine.

Nico was thoroughly frightened by this point. “Cedrick only did it with your health in mind,” he explained hastily. “He loves you so much, you know. He…”

Amidst a deluge of ingratiating pleas, Gwendolyn finally understood the entire matter two minutes later.

“All right, I see. You were right to tell me, so I won’t be putting you in a tough spot, nor will I allow him to punish you. Don’t you worry.”

Compared to his own fate, Nico was more worried that he had driven a wedge between her and Cedrick. “Don’t be mad at him, Gwendolyn. He—”

The woman had had enough. “Don’t concern yourself with it,” she interrupted brusquely. “Nothing will happen to him.” Without another word, she hung up.

Silence descended all of a sudden as the bedroom filled with a chilly aura.

Gwendolyn turned to face Cedrick. Before she managed to open her mouth to mock him, she felt something stuffed hastily into her hand.

Looking down, she found the mahogany ruler from the drawer of the bedside table.

“Even the ruler is out. What is this?” she asked with feigned ignorance. “Do you miss the taste of it, having been deprived of it for too long?”

Cedrick bit his lip nervously. The tips of his ears grew red, and his voice seemed to have withered in defeat. “I was wrong for not thinking things through. Please forgive me.”

Gwendolyn studied him carefully. “The children belong to both of us, Ceddy. You have no right to decide on my behalf.”

“I know.”

He avoided her gaze. “It was just a thought that I wanted to discuss with you as soon as I came home.”

She exposed him mercilessly while fiddling with the ruler. “If Nico did not intervene, would you have discussed it with me?”

“I’m sorry.”

He was at a loss of arguing his way out of that. Though he did plan on bringing it up with her, he thought it would sound defensive to reiterate the point, so he opted to simply admit it.

Steeling himself at that thought, he offered both his palms.

“If it would appease you, I will let you punish me.”

“I just want to remind you that this pertains to the both of us, Ceddy. Please talk to me next time instead of doing everything on your own as you do with work.”

Gwendolyn gazed, displeased, at his hung head.

I do not want to hit him! Not in the slightest.

Furthermore, a light punishment like that would not make an impression on an already-recovered patient like him. Rather, he simply wanted her to vent her anger.

Cedrick went too far today. I should prank him to teach him a lesson.

Upon arriving at that thought, Gwendolyn sniggered. Her fox-like eyes glimmered beadily. “You do deserve to be punished, but who said anything about caning your hands?”

Cedrick looked up and felt a sense of foreboding from her wicked smile.

Gwendolyn’s smirk deepened. Crossing her legs, she sat on the bed and patted the spot before her. “Lie here.”

“Eh?”

Cedrick froze. Though he seemed to have grasped her meaning, he appeared uncertain. “Do you want to… spank me on my buttocks?”

She nodded. “Very clever of you, Ceddy.”

“No way!”

Cedrick’s ears flushed crimson in an instant. Even his face and neck glowed red.

It was not just a punishment to him. Worse than that, it was a humiliation.