Wooing My Ex-Wife

The endless pressure being applied triggered a sense of suffocation in Craig.

His fists alternated between clenching and releasing as the rage within him swelled to its brim.

All the physical punishments that Cedrick had meted out were exercises used during training. Other than the coffee cup thrown earlier, he had not laid a finger on Craig.

Hence, even if Craig wanted to report Cedrick to their superiors, he had no reasonable excuse to do so.

With that thought in mind, Cedrick calmly tapped on the table and reminded, “You still have fifteen seconds to decide. Take your time.”

The words sent a shiver down Craig’s spine, vanquishing the thoughts that were previously cycling through his mind.

Without a moment’s delay, he hurried toward a spot two steps away from the wall. Teeth gritted, he took a deep breath and pushed himself upright with his hands.

When Cedrick mentioned for it to be done near the wall, he clearly didn’t mean for Craig to lean against it.

Thus, the latter had to support the weight of his entire body with his hands alone.

Although his back was facing the wall, it only acted as a temporary cushion in case he fell down.

This exercise was particularly strenuous due to its technical difficulty, and the fact that Craig was already drained made it worse for him.

At the two–minute mark, his arms were already trembling uncontrollably.

Thus, he felt as if thirty minutes could potentially torment the life out of him.

Many years had passed since he was reduced to such a pathetic state.

He would never forget the humiliation he suffered and swore to seek revenge one day.

Observing him from a distance, Cedrick could clearly see Craig’s trembling arms.

remarking, “Craig, the years I spent away in Fairlake was supposed to be an opportunity for you to demonstrate your capabilities. Instead, you became full of yourself to the extent of trying

through his gritted teeth. “You must be kidding, Mr. Jenson.

have personally groomed to become deputy director. Therefore, I know better than anyone

the Newton family, the power to order everyone around and have them obey him unconditionally caused him to be intoxicated by

he didn’t see anything wrong with it, let alone have any intention

Jenson. I have not changed. You

his body tilt toward the back. However, he swiftly bounced back off the wall to recover his previous

“Do you feel tired? As if your arms are going to

Craig’s silence, that was precisely what he was

grueling than this. In fact, I felt like I was going to die. But the truth is, man’s potential is limitless. When faced with overwhelming pressure, even the proudest of us have no choice but to submit. Moreover, despite knowing that one is incapable of withstanding

trying to convey. Cedrick has never lectured me about life. Has he gotten carried away from punishing me that he can’t help reminiscing about his past?

have no choice but to report it and request that you be sent back to training camp for three months. Upon your departure, the position of deputy director will be left vacant, and I intend to let Nico fill

might be temporary on the surface, but once he actually did, there was no way Craig

lips, leaving a bloody print.

necessary, Mr. Jenson.

in laughter. “I’m glad to

quickly for Cedrick as he went through his work.

second felt like an eternity to

an hour later, the timer

signaled the end of the work day.

relief, Craig collapsed to the ground, unable to get

sweat, he was so exhausted

finished notating the last document with his red pen.

to pass the

Craig called out softly upon collecting himself, “can I-”

mind, Cedrick rejected him outright. “No. That

can still crawl on your knees. I won’t let anyone enter to disrupt your