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

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

throat. “Sorry for dirtying your pants, Ceddy. But it looks like you won’t be

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

Gwendolyn’s belly was beginning to

did it come? Would the sex have

pain awakened every nerve in

the

drowsiness got the better

and her eyes shut tightly as she endured the discomfort

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

pain

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

you

upon hearing his suggestion. “I’m still breastfeeding. The babies need me. I

keep enduring it

weakly, “It’s okay. I’ll only have to bear with it for a while. I’ll be fine after a

to see her suffer, but there was nothing he could do when she insisted on

reading the suggestions given by the

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

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 sore wrist

it. “Ceddy, you can stop massaging. I’ll be fine after

okay. You

Okay, then.

was too tired to convince him otherwise. Her

was getting better at it. In fact, she felt that her pain

stop there. He crawled

long before he,

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

the two

Kieran ever

they woke up and left the house at different times. They never met

dare to take action because

to the hotel to take