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.

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

Hiya!” Lucas loudly said with each punch he

Lucas!” Shantelle

Lucas. Milan said, “Lucas is a natural!

club coach taught you the basics, but

Milan to another section of the gym and suggested, “Come on, let me

position. He said, “Keep your feet 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 toward your target. Plant your dominant foot

body, not the upper body, so you must get into a strong stance before throwing any punch.” Wendell simulated a punch, grunting

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 every punch, and how a

“Got it?” Wendell asked.

again?’ Milan tried to hide her shame. Clearing her throat, she

do that, let me just -” She cut herself off and did what she had been itching to do for the past few

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

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

moment, Wendell returned to giving instructions. He helped position Milan’s body by guiding

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

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

Wendell and Milan remained in Evan’s mini­gym. After working on her punches, Wendell suddenly proposed, “Are you

about it and said, “Sure, why not.

Wendell flaunted his skills. The way he posed and kicked his leg up in the air made Milan gasp. After showing Milan a few techniques, Wendell said,

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

with a fighting

give a front kick, you lean back like this,” Wendell guided her frame while holding her arms and letting her rest on his chest. “Let’s try it this time. Extend your leg straight out for