Wooing My Ex-Wife Novel novel Chapter 539

Chapter 539 Do Not Hit My Face 

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

Gedrick 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 tactical. 

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

Crush! 

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 Gunny’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, burt, and leg. 

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 

#l-hook! 

Whoosh 

The snap of the belt kept ringing through the air and cutting through the silence of the night. The sounds of it were terrifying from afar. 

Enckily, I sent the children to Grandpa’s place beforehand. Otherwise, they would be crying because of the 

commation 

The one-uded beating lasted for more than half an hour. Gwendolyn who had lost her ability to think clearly, went all out to whip Cedrick. 

Her energy was soon depleted from continuously swinging the belt at him. 

The whooshing sounds stopped. Cedrick took two steps forward and brought a tired Gwendolyn into his embrace. 

It was precisely as Joshua said. After venting and using up all her energy. Gwendolyn would fall back asleep. 

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

He waited for a few minutes and made sure she was asleep. Then, enduring the pain in his butt, he carefully sat at the edge of the bed to check on himself. 

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

His entire body was littered with marks. Red welts and purplish-blue bruises covered his skin. There was also blood dripping from some of the wounds. 

Dmn. Genny is quite strong 

Cedrick sighed helplessly as he endured the pain all over his body and went to the kitchen. He took an ice pack from the fridge and held it lightly against his face. 

After that, he took a first-aid kit and sat on the couch. He rubbed anti-inflammatory ointment on the areas he could reach and used a spray for his back, defily handling all his injuries. 

When he was done, he returned to the bedroom and cleaned the shattered glass from the lamp on the floor 

It was close to three in the morning by the time he finished. 

He changed into a new set of pajamas and bandaged his wounds. Then, he carefully climbed back into bed and inched close to hug Gwendolyn to sleep. 

Gwendolyn woke up at noon again, 

She was awakened by the delicious scent of the chicken noodle soup that Cedrick was cooking. 

The broken pieces of glass from the lamp and the torn pajamas were all gone by the time she woke Cedrick had destroyed all evidence of what happened last night and cleaned the room. 

Gwendolyn moved to sit up, but it felt as though the energy in her body had all been sucked up. Just as she was trying to remember what had happened, Cedrick entered the room with a bowl of chicken noodle 

soup 

Cedrick placed the bowl on the bedside table before helping her to sit up. He even thoughtfully put a pillow behind her so she could lean against the headboard comfortably. 

“Hubby, what did we do last night? Why do I feel so tired?”