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.

wonder my waist felt so sore. It’s the

since she became pregnant, so

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

his feet despite feeling drained from the push-ups and carried her to the bathroom. They showered together and changed

later, Gwendolyn’s belly

it come? Would the sex

every

her to the bed and tucked

pain and drowsiness got the better of

into a ball, her brows furrowed and her eyes shut tightly as she endured the discomfort that made her

made her a cup of chamomile tea. He blew on it and brought the cup to her

the pain was not

bed, feeling anxious and helpless at the same time. If only I could help her bear

don’t you

still breastfeeding. The babies need me. I can’t simply take medicines

you can’t keep

bear with it for a while. I’ll be fine

her suffer, but there

After reading the suggestions given by the

while warming it with the warm water bottle. He never stopped, even when his fingers were

made Gwendolyn extremely 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

obviously exhausted, and Gwendolyn felt bad about it. “Ceddy, you can stop massaging. I’ll be fine after

You can sleep while

Okay, then.

him otherwise. Her eyes

her pain seemed to have been

stop there. He crawled under the covers

long before

move in her sleep, but it did not wake Cedrick. Still, his hands did not

that, the two slept

avoiding Kieran ever since he interrupted her

same roof, they woke up and left the house at

she did not dare to take action because of Kieran’s identity. She did not dare to mess with

the hotel to