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.

I spent away in Fairlake was supposed to be an opportunity for you

he felt, Craig eked out a few words through his gritted teeth. “You must be kidding, Mr. Jenson.

I know better than anyone

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

yet he didn’t see anything wrong

Mr. Jenson. I have not changed. You have to

energy to speak, Craig felt his body tilt toward the back. However, he swiftly bounced back off the wall to recover his previous position.

excuses, Cedrick continued solemnly, “Do you feel tired? As if your arms are going to break and you can no longer hold on?”

of Craig’s silence, that was precisely what he was

with overwhelming pressure, even the proudest of us have no choice but to submit. Moreover, despite knowing

to convey. Cedrick has never lectured me about life. Has he gotten carried away

Cedrick spoke in a cruel and icy tone. “If you’re unable to keep this up for thirty minutes, it means that your physical body is too weak. I’ll 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

surface, but once he actually did, there was no

his cracked lips, leaving a bloody print.

Mr. Jenson. I can still

snorted in laughter. “I’m glad

Cedrick

be said for the hand–standing Craig. Every second felt like an eternity to him. All he could do

the timer began

signaled the end of

of relief, Craig collapsed to the ground, unable to get back

in sweat, he was so exhausted that he couldn’t even open his eyes.

time, Cedrick had finished notating the last document with

he slowly walked up to Craig. “You have managed to pass

Jenson,” Craig called out softly

him outright.

Even if you can’t stand on your feet, I’m sure you can still crawl on your knees. I won’t let anyone enter to disrupt your work. Now, whether you want to keep the last of your self–respect is entirely up to