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

pregnant, so much so that she had forgotten the existence

it looks like you won’t be able to have fun for

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

belly was beginning

Would the sex have any

pain awakened every nerve in her

to the bed

got the better

her eyes shut tightly as she endured the discomfort that made

chamomile tea. He blew on it and brought the

pain

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

why don’t you take some

upon hearing his suggestion. “I’m still

keep enduring

weakly, “It’s okay. I’ll only have to bear with it

could not bear to see her suffer, but there was nothing he could do

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

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

dizzy, but through her 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 before continuing the same

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

“It’s okay. You can

Okay, then.

him otherwise. Her eyes could barely

it. In fact, she felt that her pain seemed

not stop there. He crawled under the covers beside her

not long before he, too, fell

sleep, but it did not wake Cedrick. Still,

like that, the two slept

avoiding Kieran ever since he interrupted her

the two lived under the same roof, they woke up and left the house at different times. They

did not dare to take action because of Kieran’s identity. She did not dare to

the hotel