Chapter 542 Hurt Him Terribly
Wooing My Ex-Wife
Without any changes to his expression, Cedrick chuckled and said, âIâm fine. How can I be sick?â
Gwendolyn did not believe his words, however. She had been with him for a long time, and she knew him inside out.
It would have been nothing if the strangeness had only lasted one or two days, but for this to be consecutive⦠Something had to be up.
As she reached out to Cedrick, she uttered, âPass me the bowl. Iâll eat it myself.âââââ
Her stubbornness made Cedrick hand her the bowl. Gently, he reminded her, âBe careful. Itâs hot.â
Gwendolyn nodded.
The second she took the bowl, she swiftly placed it on the bedside table and grabbed his hand. Without hesitation, she rolled his sleeves up to check the wrist that shuddered earlier.
âGwenny!â
By the time Cedrick retracted his hand, it was too late. Gwendolyn had already seen the abrasion and swelling on his wrist.
Startled, Gwendolyn widened her eyes at him as rage built up in her chest. âHow did you get hurt?
Even Iâve never hurt you this bad when you make a mistake! Who did this to you?â
Cedrick lowered his gaze and averted his eyes from her. As he guiltily clutched his sleeve, he muttered, âNo one. I accidentally burnt myself on the edge of the pot while cooking. I didnât run the spot under cold. water, and I didnât think the skin would be burnt off. But Iâve treated it already, so donât worry How can I not worry about you?
Gwendolynâs eyes reddened, and she ruminated about what she had seen.
How can that possibly be the result of him burning himself on the pot? Itâs straight too, as if something had struck him instead Thus, she uttered, âI donât believe you. Give me your hand. I want to take a closer look at it.ââ
He refused to budge and rejected her. âItâs nothing. You donât need to blow this out of proportion.â
âHurry up and give me your hand!â she ordered. âWhy are you hiding your injuries from me?â
Cedrick hung his head, but he stayed unmoving and silent.
He felt helpless. As he expected, Gwendolyn was smart and would never miss anything.
âCeddy, you know me. I wonât stop until I get what I want. You can hide this from me now, but you have to be a hundred percent certain that you can hide it from me forever, or else Iâll find out about it eventually Then, in a softer tone, she went on as she reached out for his hand, âI just feel bad for you, so let me look at it.â
Cedrick pulled his hand back to avoid her again Ultimately, Gwendolyn took the opportunity of his distracted state to lunge over and forcibly pull his sleeve up to reveal his muscular arm covered with weals.
When she realized that he had more than one injury on his arm, she was stunned to her core.
Moreover, every one of the weals was smooth and straight. There was no way those would form from burns.
âWhy are you hurt so badly? Who did this? Tell me!â
No longer able to hide the situation from her. Cedrick sighed and started, âGwenny, calm down a little.â
âHow am I supposed to stay calm if someone has suddenly hurt you like this? Tell me! Who is it?â
Cedrick did not respond to her again.
By then, Gwendolyn was on the verge of losing her mind.
Her husband was the man who was sweet with her every day, but he was also the powerful head of the Jenson family and the boss of the Federal Bureau of Investigation. Yet, somehow, without her realization, someone had severely injured him. How could she not be furious?
Tears welled up in her eyes, but right then, another thought entered her mind.
If this is already the state of his right lower arm, what about the rest of his body? What will it look like?
Sitting upright, she reached out to tug at his shirt. âLet me see where else youâve been hurt.â
âGwenny.â
It had been three days since he had gotten any good sleep, and he had been awake for long hours too.
Moreover, he had been going through beatings. Enduring the agonizing treatment of his wounds the night before had taken most of the energy out of him too.
Hence, he was pale and weak In contrast, Gwendolyn had intravenous therapy and a good sleep the night before. Along with her anger fueled state, she was much stronger than Cedrick at that moment.
Once she undid Cedrickâs tie, she pulled off his shirt buttons, revealing the crisscrossed wounds on his previously fair chest and abs.
It felt as if her heart had shattered into pieces as an invisible hand crushed her lungs and made it hard for her to take another breath in.
Staring at Cedrickâs terrifying weals abruptly made her head hurt.
When she shut her eyes, images of Cedrick standing before her and enduring the belt whipping flashed past her mind.
Why are these fragmented scenes appearing in my mind) Am L⦠the one who hit him?
Lifting her teary gaze to look at him in disbelief, she whispered, âCeddy, did I do this? Am I the one who hurt you Cedrickâs eyes reddened alongside hers. âGwenny, donât be so quick to be sad. I can explain this.â
Explanations were excuses.
The lack of retort meant that it was real A self-deprecating chuckle left her mouth. Cedrick would never let anyone else besides her lay a finger on him.
I really did this.
âIâm sorry.â
With a trembling hand, she reached out to his bruised chest, but there was no patch of unmarred skin she could rest her fingers on âHow could I have done this to you? How could I?â
Tears fell uncontrollably out of her eyes as she stared at his wounds in shock and desolation.
Cedrickâs hand touched her cheek, and he gently wiped away her hot tears. âThis isnât your fault, Gwenny. You only did this because youâre sick. It doesnât hurt me, really. Itâs only skin-deep. It just looks frightening, but itâs nothing fatal. Really.â
âDonât try to lie to me. I have eyes. I can see it for myself.â She sniffled. âWhat illness do I have?â
âMania,â
Gwendolyn dropped her head and started thinking about her illness.
Cedrick grabbed her hand and solemnly explained, âAt the end of the day, this is my fault. If I had been more careful with the precautions, you wouldnât have gotten pregnant with the kids, and you wouldnât have gone all the way to Erihal for my disease. The reason you have this is because of me, so Gwenny, Iâm willing to let you make me your personal punching bag and take it out on me. Donât feel guilty about it.â
There was no way she could not feel guilty about it, but Gwendolyn knew that he was trying to console her.
Cedrick started wiping her tears for her and murmured in a much softer tone. âMy sweet darling, donât cry anymore, okay? My heart is breaking to see you upset.â
Gwendolyn forced away her melancholy and uttered. âThis is quite serious. Youâll need them treated every day to recover as quickly as possible. Have you applied your medication yet?â
Cedrick shook his head.
âThen bring the cream to me. Iâll do it for you.â
âThereâs no need. Itâs nothing too serious, and this is too troublesome.â
Gwendolyn explained, âI need to do something to compensate you. Let me treat you, or else Iâll feel horribleâ
When Cedrick realized that she seemed to be taking the situation well without any extreme thoughts, he let out a sigh of relief and relentedl âAll right. Gwenny, have some oatmeal while I get the cream then. Tl be right up Gwendolyn nodded quietly, While she waited for Cedrick to return, she ate a few spoonfuls of cutirical before stopping. She was not hungry.
When Cedrick came back into the room and saw her eating, he let out a relieved sigh. âGwenny, eat first Finish it before you treat my wounds, okay?â
âOkay As someone who knew of her condition, she was well aware that she needed nutrition to fight the disease However, her moody state meant that she barely had an appetite, and she could only eat half the bowl.
Cedrick did not insist that she finish the oatmeal. When he saw her stop, he started taking off his clothes Staring at him, Gwendolyn added, âTake off everythingâ
She needed him to be stark naked so that she could give him a thorough checkups.
Cedrick stiffened but heeded her words. After taking off his suit, he began undoing his belt buckle Gwendolyn was relatively calm alier finding out about her illness, and that was the greatest thing he could ask for at the moment This small request from her would not be an issue for him However, Cedrick had forgotten about how frightening his wounds looked Gwendolyn thought that she had mentally prepared herself, but the second she saw his marred back, the could not help but tear up again As he could not treat his back wounds properly, they had turned into his worst injuries. They were slow to heal, too. The moment she saw the dark red and purple splotches and abrasions on his back, she lait her lower lips After asking Cedrick to lay sprawled on the bed, she held her tears back and applied the cream for han She could not remember anything that happened during her manic episodes If it were not for Cedrickâs terrifying wounds, she would not have recalled anything at all.
Iâm a danger. I donât know when Iâm going to have my episode and Iâd de in all thr feelings. A sick person like ser will only keep hurting him if I stay him After a long while of hesitation, she mastered the cage so say, âCedrick, why c