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.

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

embarrassed laugh escaped her throat. “Sorry for dirtying your pants, Ceddy. But it looks like you

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

minutes later, Gwendolyn’s belly

Would the sex

every

to the bed and tucked her

and drowsiness got the

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

a cup of chamomile tea. He blew on it and brought

pain was

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

you

shook her head without hesitation upon hearing his suggestion. “I’m still breastfeeding. The babies need me. I can’t simply

keep enduring it

only have to bear with it for a

sigh. He could not bear to see her suffer, but there was nothing he could do when she

looked up on the internet for solutions. After reading the suggestions given by the netizens, he quickly brought her a warm

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

see him using different hands to massage her belly. Whenever a hand was tired, he would switch it with the other

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

did not stop. “It’s okay. You can sleep while I

Okay, then.

to convince him otherwise. Her eyes could

her pain seemed to have been

did not stop there. He crawled under the covers beside

before he, too,

her sleep, but it did not wake Cedrick. Still,

that, the

Kieran ever since he interrupted

same roof, they woke up and left the house at different times. They never

watching the scene, could not help feeling anxious. However, she did not dare to take action because of Kieran’s identity. She did not

the hotel to take