The Ex and Her Riches

Amid the tense atmosphere, the doctor finally broke the silence.

“Ms. Harris’ progesterone levels are rising again. Have you been emotionally unstable recently? Perhaps experiencing frequent fits of anger or bouts of sadness?” the doctor asked.

Gwendolyn lowered her head and kept mum.

It wasn’t right to withhold information in front of a doctor.

Cedrick gripped Gwendolyn’s hand tightly, speaking on her behalf, “Yes, there have been some unpleasant incidents at home recently. Her emotions have been rather turbulent, and it seems she has been having difficulty controlling them. Last night was particularly notable. She bit me simply because I refused to let her have an orange.”

His voice fell at the last few words, with a hint of mild resentment in it.

“She became angry over an orange?” The doctor couldn’t help but chuckle.

Gwendolyn hastily explained, “I have been having trouble with my appetite, even to the point of throwing up due to acid reflux. I even have to consume so many bitter medications, and the one time I come across a fruit I enjoy, he is absolutely adamant about not letting me have it! Not even one extra piece! It’s incredibly frustrating!”

Her brows furrowed tighter as she recounted the incident. In the end, she withdrew her hands from Cedrick’s grasp, sulking once again.

Cedrick was rendered speechless.

The doctor chuckled and said in a rather envious tone, “Your relationship is quite endearing. Frankly, I find your squabbling adorable.”

Gwendolyn, maintaining a serious face, continued to explain, “I was indeed angry last night, but I didn’t think it would go to the point where I would actually bite him hard. It seems I really have trouble controlling my emotions.”

The doctor carefully examined all the test results again.

“Ms. Harris, it’s your first time being pregnant, and you’re having twins, no less. It’s supposed to be more tiring. However, seeing as Mr. Jenson seems to be carrying on with his life as if nothing has happened, coupled with the added stress recently, it’s no surprise that you’ve been finding it difficult to control your emotions. As a result, you have been venting your frustrations on Mr. Jenson. Speaking of which, Mr. Jenson, you have to pay more attention to Ms. Harris’ mood in the future. If she can maintain a happy mood, she should recover normally. Aside from that, Ms. Harris, everything else is normal. There are no major issues with your health.”

Upon hearing the doctor’s words, they both heaved a sigh of relief.

It’s only a false alarm.

carefully helped Gwendolyn into the car, pondering

being pregnant and I can’t help you. I wasn’t thoughtful enough and let you carry all the burden yourself. From now on, I will split the pain whenever you are

raised an eyebrow, a hint of amusement dancing in

want to vent, feel free to pinch me as well. That way, I won’t be so

that really work?” Gwendolyn questioned, doubt flickering in her

down, through the layers of his clothes, until it rested on his warm skin. “Why don’t you give it a

on his waist before she grabbed a

furrowed his brows, his thin lips pursed tightly as he endured the pain. After a moment, he asked in anticipation, “So, does it feel better, seeing me sharing your

gave it some thought before nodding.

waist and said, “But it also hurts to see you in

fine. Feel free to pinch me.

heart to cause him any more discomfort. “I’ll try to control my emotions from now on. Besides,

her cheery look, knowing full well that she had not moved on

returned to

afternoon, Gwendolyn had signed her inheritance rights with Jared, so she had a lot more

she

next to her. He would massage her shoulders and bring her water or fruit whenever she felt thirsty

was also attending to

spoke throughout the process, but they shared a tacit understanding of each other’s

Cedrick would understand what

afternoon flew

it was time for dinner, there was

time, it was

invite her

evident that she had been crying. Gwendolyn felt

Asher’s behalf, you need not

from Sienna’s eyes as she sobbed and grasped Gwendolyn’s hands. “Gwen, please come back with me. Asher is not doing well. He got drenched in the rain the other night and caught a fever, but he refuses to see a doctor or take any medicine. He’s been very stubborn and has started to abuse himself. It pains me to see

to cast a bemused