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.

felt so sore. It’s

became pregnant, so much so that she had forgotten the

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

Gwendolyn’s belly

Would the sex have any effect

every nerve in

her to the bed

got

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

of chamomile tea. He blew on it and brought the

pain was

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

don’t you take

without hesitation upon hearing his suggestion. “I’m still breastfeeding. The babies

can’t keep enduring it like

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

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

reading the suggestions given by the netizens, he

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

Gwendolyn extremely dizzy, but through her half-closed eyelids, she could see him using different hands to massage her belly. Whenever

and Gwendolyn felt bad about it. “Ceddy, you can stop

“It’s okay. You can sleep

Okay, then.

too tired to convince him otherwise. Her

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

not stop there. He crawled under the covers beside her

before he, too,

in her sleep, but it did not wake Cedrick.

like that, the two slept

had been avoiding Kieran ever since he interrupted her last

and left the house at different times. They never met each other, not

she did not dare to take action because of

the hotel