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.

wonder my waist felt so sore. It’s

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

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

to his feet despite feeling drained from the push-ups and carried her to the

later, Gwendolyn’s belly was

it come? Would the sex have any effect

awakened every nerve

the bed and tucked

got the better of

furrowed and her eyes shut tightly as she

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

pain

anxious and helpless at the

don’t you take some

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

can’t keep enduring it like

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

her suffer, but there was nothing he

the suggestions given by the netizens, he quickly brought her

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

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

was obviously exhausted, and Gwendolyn felt bad about it. “Ceddy, you can

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

Okay, then.

too tired to convince him otherwise. Her eyes could barely

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

crawled under the covers beside her and

before he, too, fell

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

that, the

Kieran ever since

they woke up and left the house at different times. They

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

the hotel to take