Wooing My ex-wife (Gwendolyn and Maverick) novel Chapter 377

His words, however, made the other three men in the room look at him with a new level of respect. Having such resolve is quite admirable. He’s indeed a rare good man.

At that moment, Cedrick’s mind was only filled with two thoughts, which were to endure the pain and finish copying Precepts for Men. He didn’t have the time to spare to notice the other three men’s facial expressions.

He took a deep breath, trying his best to get himself accustomed to the prolonged agony.

However, when he started writing, every alphabet was untidy, like little tadpoles wagging their tails.

The room was eerily quiet.

Only the sound of Cedrick’s labored breathing could be heard.

Looking at his trembling hands, Kieran saw Cedrick had finished copying the first line. He reckoned the latter had adapted to the level seven pain, so he abruptly increased the stimulus to level eight.

The pain in his abdomen intensified without warning, quickly spreading throughout his body.

Cedrick shuddered, shaking more violently now, causing the word he was writing to become crooked.

His quivering right hand could barely hold the pen.

He looked up at Kieran, who sat beside the labor pain machine.

When Kieran met Cedrick’s gaze, mockery filled his eyes again. “Can’t take it anymore, Mr. Jenson? You can still quit now if you want.”

Asher and Treyton sat quietly at one side. Their eyes darkened in unison. Anyone can boast as they like, but not everyone can endure the real torment and anguish.

While the brothers were feeling disappointed, Cedrick shook his head and forced the words through his clenched teeth. “I-I just wanted to ask if you have any requirements for the handwriting. M-My handwriting doesn’t look very good. I-If it’s not up to par, I-I can rewrite.”

Kieran was slightly taken aback as he stared at Cedrick for some time. Evidently, he didn’t expect the latter to be trying to ask about that. “No requirements. We only need you to finish copying the precepts.”

It would be an almost impossible task for him to maintain clear and neat handwriting while having to bear with such agony.

Although Kieran was determined to put Cedrick to the test, he wasn’t inhumane.

Hearing that, Cedrick sighed in relief, bit his lower lip, and continued writing.

His body was drenched in a cold sweat. Sweat gathered on the tip of his nose, dripped onto the paper, and smudged a few words.

Time ticked by as Treyton observed quietly from the side.

He noticed Cedrick’s hand that was holding a pen was shaking with increasing intensity, making it very difficult for the latter to write. Feeling sorry for Cedrick, Treyton gazed at Kieran, wanting to help Cedrick plead for mercy. “Kieran…”

Kieran furrowed his brows and ignored his brother. When he spoke, his words were directed at Cedrick. “When the pain reaches level ten, you’ll suffer torment equivalent to having twenty ribs broken simultaneously. I’m going to start increasing the pain now.”

This time, he didn’t augment the pain level without warning like before.

Instead, he gave Cedrick a heads-up to allow him to prepare himself mentally.

When raising the pain level, Kieran also did so very gradually, providing Cedrick with some buffering period.

Nonetheless, when the pain peaked, the anguish felt no different from heart-wrenching pain.

Cedrick scrunched up his facial features, and even his eyebrows trembled badly. The pain coursing through his entire body caused him to let out a muffled grunt. His consciousness faded a little, and he could no longer concentrate on his writing. Cedrick also couldn’t grip the pen in his hand any longer.

Meanwhile, in the living room downstairs, Gwendolyn grew impatient and restless from the wait. “Why aren’t they coming down yet? Has Ceddy been knocked out?”

Sienna comforted her, “That won’t happen. Besides, Kieran is there. You can rest assured. After today, he’ll be able to marry you with peace of mind. You should have faith in Cedrick and also trust your brothers.”

Gwendolyn could only sigh in resignation.

Sienna hurriedly chatted with her about daily life in an attempt to distract the latter.

The sky outside gradually turned dark, and snow began to fall in the garden.