Wooing My ex-wife (Gwendolyn and Maverick) novel Chapter 539

Chapter 539 Do Not Hit My Face

It was bizarre to be slapped awake by someone when one was sleeping peacefully.

Cedrick immediately opened his eyes.

In the dark, he could feel a gust of wind that accompanied another oncoming slap.

His reflexes kicked in as he quickly reached out to grab Gwendolyn's wrist. He sat up and turned to switch on the bedside lamp.

When he turned back to look at Gwendolyn, he noticed her eyes were red with anger.

Her mania is acting up again. What's going on?

While he was puzzled, Gwendolyn sent him a kick, causing him to twist away to dodge it. As they both had solid foundations in self-defense, they started fighting on the bed.

Cedrick only played defense, whereas Gwendolyn kept attacking him.

In terms of martial arts, Cedrick was much more capable than Gwendolyn, even when she was in a state of frenzy. Besides that, the difference between a man's and a woman's strengths was too vast.

Their fight lasted over ten minutes before Gwendolyn got off the bed. Irritated, she grabbed the bedside lamp, wanting to smash it.

“Gwenny, don't!”

Cedrick was confused. Why did she change tactics?

He hurried over to snatch the lamp from her, but it was too late.

Crash!

The lamp hit the corner of the bedside table. With a bang, it was smashed into pieces.

The shattered glass flew everywhere and cut Gwendolyn's calves. However, she did not feel any pain. Murderous intent filled her eyes.

Only one thought flashed across her mind—she wanted to see blood.

She picked up the sharp, broken lamp and pointed it at Cedrick's chest.

He quickly dodged her attack, swiftly knocking the weapon in her hand away in the process.

“Darling, don't use such a deadly weapon. Let's just use our fists to fight,” he said helplessly.

However, Gwendolyn was too lost in her mania. She could not understand a word he was saying.

There was a vicious look in her eyes as she struggled out of his grip. Turning to the dresser, she reached for the bottles and spray cans.

Cedrick noticed where she was looking and stepped forward to stop her.

“Darling, stop smashing things. You'll get hurt if they break. It's better if you hit me instead. I won't dodge anymore. I'll let you vent on me, okay?”

Gwendolyn shot him a glare before raising her hand, wanting to slap him again.

Cedrick reached up to block her oncoming slap. He sighed heavily and said, “It's better you don't hit my face. I won't be good-looking anymore if you hurt my face.”

Not having any conscious control over her actions, she ignored his words and swung her left hand toward his face.

He blocked her attack once more as he tried hard to come up with a solution.

I can't hit the back of Gwenny's head, nor can I let her smash things or slap me.

Yesterday, he had forgotten to ask Joshua for two sedative shots to prepare for emergencies like this.

What should I do?

Cedrick recalled what Joshua had told him yesterday.

Soon, he made a decision.

He quickly grabbed a belt from the wardrobe and placed it in Gwendolyn's hand. “Here. Use this to hit me. Vent your frustrations and anger out.”

Gwendolyn's lips curved into a sinister grin as she waved the belt and swung it at Cedrick.

Cedrick stood still, not dodging any of her whips. He protected his head and face with one hand and covered his crotch with the other to avoid accidentally losing his manhood.

Gwendolyn rained attacks on Cedrick with the belt. She kept whipping his back, waist, arms, chest, butt, and legs.

Apart from the parts of his body he had covered, every inch of skin was stinging from pain.

Cedrick clenched his teeth and endured it silently as he allowed her to make him her human punching bag.

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

Luckily, I sent the children to Grandpa's place beforehand. Otherwise, they would've been crying because of the commotion.

It's finally the end of tonight's torturous experience. Cedrick breathed a heavy sigh as he carried Gwendolyn onto the bed and pulled the covers over her.

His pajamas were torn into shreds from the whipping. Well, that's another set of pajamas gone to waste.

D*mn. Gwenny is quite strong.