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.

not had her period ever since she became pregnant, so

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

despite feeling drained from the push-ups and carried her to the bathroom. They showered together and changed

minutes later, Gwendolyn’s belly was beginning

Would the sex have any effect

awakened every

her to the bed and tucked her

drowsiness got the

and her eyes shut tightly as she endured the discomfort that

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

pain was

helpless at the same time. If only I

why don’t you

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

you can’t keep enduring it like

I’ll only have to bear with it for a

but there was nothing

looked up on the internet for solutions. After reading the suggestions given by the

gently massaged her belly while warming it with 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 continuing

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

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

Okay, then.

him otherwise. Her

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

not stop there. He crawled under the covers beside her and massaged her

long before

it did not wake Cedrick. Still,

that, the two slept until

avoiding Kieran ever since

same roof, they woke up and left the house

anxious. However, she did not dare to

to the