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.

my waist felt so

ever since she became pregnant, so much so that she had

your pants, Ceddy. But it looks like you won’t be able to have fun for

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

later, Gwendolyn’s belly was beginning

the

every

her to the bed and tucked

drowsiness got the better

a ball, her brows furrowed and her eyes shut tightly as she endured the

cup of chamomile tea. He blew on it and brought

pain was

the bed, feeling anxious and helpless at the same

why don’t you take

upon hearing his suggestion. “I’m still breastfeeding. The babies need me. I can’t simply take medicines or

keep enduring

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

but there was nothing he could do when she insisted on not

the internet for solutions. After reading the suggestions

with the warm water bottle. He never

Gwendolyn extremely 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

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

“It’s okay. You can sleep while

Okay, then.

convince him

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

crawled under the

not long before

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

like that, the two slept

Fairlake, Inez had been avoiding Kieran ever since he interrupted

roof, they woke up and left the

watching the scene, could not help feeling anxious. However, she did not dare to take action because of

Kieran finally returned to the