Wooing My Ex-Wife

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.

waist felt so sore.

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

her throat. “Sorry for dirtying your pants, Ceddy. But it looks like you won’t be able to have fun for another six days or so. You

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 clean

minutes later, Gwendolyn’s belly was beginning

it come? Would the sex

awakened every nerve in

to the bed and

and drowsiness got the better of

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

chamomile tea. He blew on it and brought

pain was

anxious and helpless at the same time. If

why don’t you take

“I’m still breastfeeding. The babies need me.

keep enduring it like

only have to bear with it for a

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

solutions. After reading the suggestions given by the

the warm water bottle. He

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 sore wrist before

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

okay. You can sleep while I massage your

Okay, then.

convince him otherwise.

getting better at it. In fact, she felt that her pain seemed to have been alleviated. She soon drifted off

on the other hand, did not stop there. He crawled under the covers beside her

was not long before he, too,

would move in her sleep, but it did not wake Cedrick.

that, the two

Fairlake, Inez had been avoiding Kieran ever since he interrupted

two lived under the same roof, they woke up and left the house at different times. They never met each other,

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

finally returned to the hotel to take his