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. It’s the period’s

since she became pregnant, so much so

her throat. “Sorry for dirtying your pants, Ceddy. But it looks like 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

Gwendolyn’s belly was beginning

the sex

period pain awakened every

her to the bed and

drowsiness got the better

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

had made her a cup of chamomile tea. He blew on

pain was not

sat by the bed, feeling anxious and helpless at the same time.

don’t you

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

keep enduring

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

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

the internet for solutions. After reading the suggestions given by the

with the warm water bottle.

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

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

You can sleep while I

Okay, then.

convince him otherwise. Her eyes could

it. In fact, she felt that her pain

the other hand, did not stop there. He crawled under

was not long before

it did not wake

like that, the two slept until

had been avoiding Kieran ever since

and left the house at

dare

lunch, Kieran finally returned to the hotel to