The CEO’s Ex-Wife Is A Famous Doctor

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

Locked Inside

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.

basics of boxing while Wendell reviewed what Milan had learned. In only half an hour, Lucas was throwing punches and excitedly exclaiming

each punch he made against the

Lucas!”

also praised Lucas. Milan said, “Lucas

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

gym and suggested, “Come

under your shoulders and turn towards your target. Put your non-dominant foot in front of you and point it at a thirty-five to forty-five-degree angle

you’re comfortable, but keep your back foot open. Throwing power comes from the lower body, not the upper body, so you must get into a strong stance before throwing any punch.” Wendell simulated a punch, grunting with every thrust.

best to focus on Wendell’s instructions. However, she was thoroughly distracted. Her eyes could not move away from his well-defined biceps, his broad chest that formed beneath his workout clothes, how his eyes looked intense at his

“Got it?” Wendell asked.

her shame. Clearing her throat, she said, “I am usually a

me just -” She cut herself off and did what she had been itching to do for the past few minutes. With her fingers, she tucked a few strands

which, she caught herself staring into Wendell’s light-brown eyes. It was as if time stilled, and both were looking at each other. Eventually, Wendell chuckled and said,

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

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

shot at it. With Wendell’s guidance, she was able to throw strong

already done. Shantelle also excused herself, saying, “My babies are calling. We will check with you guys later! Take

the next few minutes, only Wendell and Milan remained in Evan’s mini­gym. After working on her punches, Wendell suddenly proposed, “Are

said, “Sure, why not. Just

his leg up in the air made Milan gasp.

rebutted, but in the end, Wendell got her in

fighting

while holding her arms and letting her rest