The Ex and Her Riches

The slap was not too hard, and it carried with it a hint of affection.

Gwendolyn’s eyes crinkled as she looked at him. “Excuse me? Just exactly who’s the one getting tortured? Didn’t you promise me four hundred and fifty-nine push-ups? Are you going to go back on your word?” She smacked his butt again. “Come on. You made a promise.”

Cedrick got into the perfect push-up form again by straightening his tired and trembling arms.

“Three hundred and fifty-seven. Carry on.” Gwendolyn’s voice sounded behind him.

Realization finally dawned on Cedrick. She knew the number all along and was playing with me on purpose. Hmph! What a bad woman.

He shook his head helplessly. Well, there’s nothing I can do about it. She’s the wife I put so much effort into getting back. I’ve got to dote on her no matter what.

“Three hundred and fifty-eight.”

That morning, the sound of Cedrick counting the number of push-ups came from the room.

Zoey would occasionally cast the tightly shut door a suspicious glance whenever she passed it by.

Nonetheless, she knew it was inappropriate to ask about the couple’s private matters.

Over in the bedroom, Cedrick could be heard forcing the words out breathlessly. “Four hundred… and fifty-nine…”

As if he had accomplished a mission, Cedrick let out a sigh and slumped weakly to the ground.

I don’t want to do push-ups again for the rest of my life.

Gwendolyn got up and spotted a darker patch on his black pants.

She chuckled in amusement. “Ceddy, you must’ve sweated a lot. Even your butt’s wet.”

Cedrick touched the wet spot, only to see a red stain on his fingers.

He turned around in bewilderment and noticed Gwendolyn’s pale complexion.

“Gwenny, it’s your b-blood…”

The smile on Gwendolyn’s face vanished as she stared at his fingers unblinkingly. She rubbed her belly and quickly realized something.

so sore. It’s the

had her period ever since she became pregnant, so much so that she

it looks like you won’t be able to have fun for another six days or so. You

no intentions of complaining. He got to his feet despite feeling drained from the push-ups and carried her to the bathroom. They showered together and changed into a

Gwendolyn’s belly was beginning to

it come? Would the sex have any effect on

every

her to the bed and tucked

pain and drowsiness got the better

furrowed and her eyes shut tightly as she endured the discomfort that

made her a cup of chamomile tea. He blew on

pain was

the bed, feeling anxious and helpless at the same time. If

you take

“I’m still breastfeeding. The babies need me. I can’t simply take medicines or it’ll affect

keep

I’ll only have to bear with it for a while. I’ll be fine after a

He could not bear to see her suffer, but there was nothing he

the internet for solutions. After reading the suggestions given by the netizens,

warming it with the warm water bottle. He never stopped, even

dizzy, but through her half-closed eyelids, she could see him using different hands to massage her belly. Whenever a hand was tired, he would switch it with the other and relax the

was obviously exhausted, and Gwendolyn felt bad about it. “Ceddy, you

“It’s okay. You can sleep while I massage

Okay, then.

him otherwise. Her eyes

In fact, she felt that her pain seemed to have been alleviated.

crawled under

long before he,

Gwendolyn would move in her sleep, but it did not

the two slept until

Kieran ever since he interrupted

though the two lived under the same roof, they woke up and left the house at different times. They never met each other, not

anxious. However, she did not dare to take action because of Kieran’s identity. She did not dare

Kieran finally returned to the hotel to take his phone