Chapter 401
Wooing My Ex-Wife
It had been a long time since she had been so cold to him.
Gwendolyn said nothing in response because that matter was still making her heart pound.
If Summer didnât tell her in time and if she didnât make her driver run all the red lights to get there, she didnât dare to imagine how injured Cedrick would have been if he were whipped eighty times.
She still clearly remembered the miserable state Xander was in after his punishment.
She couldnât imagine how devastated she would be if she got there slightly later. How could he not cherish himself? What happened to the promise he made to me? Did he forget so quickly?
If she didnât teach him a lesson, he would definitely hide his injuries again!
She pondered for a while before she grabbed his hand and headed upstairs.
Cedrick could clearly sense the chill radiating off Gwendolyn, so he followed her into the room silently.
âStand here.â
She pointed to the carpet at the foot of the bed.
Although Cedrick didnât know what she was planning to do, he stood there obediently and looked at her.
Gwendolyn walked to the bedside table and opened the top drawer.
Upon seeing this, Cedrick lowered his head as he knew what was going to happen. He waited for his wife to punish him.
However, Gwendolyn didnât approach him after taking the ruler out of the drawer.
She rolled up her left sleeve, revealing her slender wrist.
Then, a glint flashed across her eyes as she hit her wrist with her right hand.
A dull thud sounded.
Cedrick immediately raised his head. His heart gave a lurch when he realized she had hit herself.
âWhat are you doing?â
He charged toward her and snatched the ruler from her hand. Then, he inspected her injury.
A red mark had immediately appeared on Gwendolynâs fair skin.
Cedrick rubbed her injury gently, and his eyes reddened.
âDo you know what youâre doing? Gwendolyn, youâre pregnant! How could you hurt yourself? If youâre upset, you can hit me! I wonât resist. You canât hurt yourself.â
He was mad and regretful that he didnât discover what she was trying to do earlier.
Gwendolyn stared at him and chuckled. âEven though I was only hit with a ruler once, youâre this distressed because Iâm the one who got injured. Cedrick, if you were whipped today, Iâd have felt even more distressed than you! You would have been on the brink of death because of the whipping! The pain in my heart would not be any less than physical pain. If you truly love me, you must take care of yourself and avoid getting hurt!â
Cedrick carried her to the bed and applied anti-inflammatory cream on her injury. He apologized and said earnestly, âI was wrong. I shouldnât have thought about hiding it from you. From now on, Iâll discuss everything with you.â
âI want you to make an oath,â Gwendolyn said solemnly.
He immediately raised three fingers and swore, âI promise Iâll never hide anything from you from now on. Iâll take good care of myself and avoid getting hurt. Also, Iâll discuss everything with you.â
Gwendolyn stared at him in dissatisfaction. âI want you to swear that if you break your promise, your soon-to-be wife will pay the price.â
He looked at her in disbelief. âAre you insane? Why do you have to be so harsh on yourself?â
âItâs not an oath you will remember to abide if itâs not serious.â
She only had him now, so she would never allow him to have any mishaps!
Cedrick retracted his three fingers. âThatâs impossible. Iâll never swear on your and our childrenâs lives.â
There was no room for compromise on this matter.
Nevertheless, he knew Gwendolyn would never give up so easily.
Therefore, he snuggled into Gwendolynâs embrace, pouted, and acted pitifully.
âI was wrong. I promise thereâs no next time!â
Gwendolyn lowered her head, unfazed.
He continued to snuggle up to her and said aggrievedly, âTo be honest, I didnât have the confidence to survive those eighty whips today. I still canât calm down properly. I want you to comfort me, Gwenny.â
Gwendolyn was rendered speechless. Youâre already lucky I didnât beat you up when we got home!
How dare you try to seek comfort now!
âGwenny, I donât want to hurt you, so I wonât get hurt from now on. However, if you want me to swear on your and our childrenâs lives, I really canât do it! I just escaped from the ancestral hall, so can you stop scolding me? Show me some affection, please.â
His eyes reddened, and his tone was soft. He slowly leaned in and kissed her lips.
Gwendolyn remained silent.
Seeing that she didnât refuse, he boldly lifted the blanket and tucked her in gently. Then, he lay down next to her.
The next day, Gwendolyn was rudely woken up by her ringing phone.
She reached for her phone and glanced at it groggily. Since it was an unknown number, she didnât answer it.
After half a minute, she received a text message from the unknown number.
It wrote: Gwendolyn, my homecoming feast is in two days. Iâm going to pick a gown from Mi Couture today. Will you be coming?
Upon seeing the text message, Gwendolyn became wide awake in a flash. Her expression darkened.
Although it was an unknown number, she knew it was Evelyn.
After another half a minute, she received another text message from the same number.
It said: I know you have been asking around about me recently. Why donât you come and ask me? Iâll definitely tell you what you want to know. Treyton will be accompanying me. I hope you can come and pick my gown for me!
Gwendolyn looked at the text messages and sneered.
Since Evelyn was so enthusiastic, she wouldnât reject her invitation.
She replied: Of course.
Cedrick was still fast asleep. Gwendolyn didnât want to wake him up, so she pecked his forehead and got up quietly to wash up. Then, she left.
An hour later, she appeared at the entrance of Mi Couture, the most high-end custom luxury clothing store in Salinsburgh.
Treyton was sitting on the leather sofa inside the store, looking at Evelyn. A sales assistant was showing Evelyn some gowns.
He caught a glimpse of a familiar figure entering the store. When he looked over, he immediately stood up.
âKiddo, what are you doing here?â
Gwendolyn smiled, but her smile didnât reach her eyes. âEvelyn invited me here personally. How can I refuse her when her big day is in two days?â
Treyton looked at her in worry and shot her a look. âYouâre pregnant. She doesnât need you to accompany her. Itâs tiring. You should go back quickly.â
Gwendolyn ignored him.
Evelyn, who was deeper inside the store choosing a gown, heard the commotion and immediately came out and held Gwendolynâs hands warmly.
âYouâre finally here. I saw a few that I really like, but I canât decide. Why donât you help me choose?â
As she pulled Gwendolyn inside, she turned to Treyton. âDonât worry. We are just choosing gowns. I wonât tire her out.â
Treyton stared at their retreating figures. When he recalled Gwendolynâs cold gaze, he sighed inwardly.
Then, he walked over to the counter and asked for a pen and paper.