The CEO’s Ex-Wife Is A Famous Doctor

The CEO’s Ex-Wife Is A Famous Doctor By LiLhyz Chapter 144

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Hey guys, I have a visitor,” Wendell announced as he walked back into the mansion with Milan. “Milan is joining us for boxing training.”

Shantelle grinned in amusement while Evan gave Wendell that ‘We have a lot to talk about’ look.

“Wendell told me about the requirements, and I swear I am as healthy as a horse,” Milan declared. “I hope it’s fine that I join your weekend routine?”

“Absolutely!” Shantelle replied. “Only the boys, Evan, Wendell, and my son, are doing the real exercises, though. Since I had a C-section with the twins, I can only do some walking for now, but of course, you are welcome to visit.”

She marched over to Milan, putting an arm around her, saying, “We are happy to have you. In fact, while Wendell is still living with us, you are welcome to join us every weekend.”

As she guided Milan to the back of the house, she turned to Wendell and winked at him.

Wendell was surprised. He mouthed to Shantelle, ‘I don’t know what you are talking about?’

Let’s go, Wendell,” Evan called. “Let’s get started.”

Daddy, I am ready!” Lucas announced, running down the stairs.

At the back of the mansion, Evan had a mini-gym. It had several cardio machines, weights, and boxing equipment that would allow him and his wife to work out conveniently without leaving the house.

While Shantelle simply walked on a treadmill, Evan led the group with some stretching routine. After which, they formed groups of their own.

Wendell reviewed what Milan had learned. In only half an hour, Lucas was throwing punches and

loudly said with each punch he made against

Lucas!”

said, “Lucas is a

laugh, Wendell remarked, “you definitely do. Your club coach taught you the basics, but he never followed

of the gym and suggested, “Come on,

towards your target. Put your non-dominant foot in front

foot open. Throwing power comes from the lower body, not the upper body, so you must get into a strong stance before throwing any

from his well-defined biceps, his broad chest that formed beneath his workout clothes, how his eyes looked

“Got it?” Wendell asked.

What did he say again?’ Milan tried to hide her shame. Clearing her throat, she said, “I am usually a fast learner, but

what she had been itching to do for the past few minutes. With her fingers, she tucked a few strands of Wendell’s hair behind his

was as if time stilled, and both were looking at each other. Eventually, Wendell chuckled and said, “It’s going to fall either way, you

part, at least. She shrugged and answered, “I don’t know. I just had the urge to do

Milan’s body by guiding her arms and legs, their skins touching in

a shot at it. With Wendell’s guidance,

were already done. Shantelle also excused herself, saying, “My

only Wendell and Milan remained in Evan’s mini­gym. After working on her punches, Wendell suddenly proposed, “Are you tired? Do you want to

thought about it and said, “Sure,

up in the air made Milan gasp. After showing Milan a few techniques, Wendell

enough!” She rebutted, but in the end, Wendell got her in a ready stance while

fighting stance,”

her frame while holding her arms and letting her rest on his chest. “Let’s try it this time. Extend your leg straight out