Wooing My Ex-Wife

Cedrick was speechless.

He turned over his shoulder and noticed Benedict giving him an amused look.

Benedict continued asking calmly, “Isn’t that man your previous love rival? That’s why you got so upset when Zendy called him Daddy.”

Cedrick let out a sigh and gently tousled the little boy’s hair. “You’re still young, and the matters between adults shouldn’t burden you. Just focus on taking care of yourself and getting better.”

Benedict raised an eyebrow, mirroring Cedrick’s expression perfectly. He looked like a miniature version of Cedrick.

In a defeated tone, he said, “No matter how many IV drips, medicines, or efforts I put in, it feels like I won’t recover. I don’t want to keep tormenting myself.”

Cedrick’s heart ached as he gently caressed Benedict’s pale face. “Don’t say that. You may be unwell at the moment, but the laboratory has developed a serum to treat your condition. Once you regain your health and can handle the potential side effects, Uncle Joshua will ensure your complete recovery.”

Benedict didn’t answer him and instead redirected the topic back to Charles’ matter.

“Daddy, I know you have the power to make an impact in Chanaea easily. Why didn’t you get rid of that man? Why did you let him spend time with Zendy and make him her godfather?”

Stunned, Cedrick looked into his son’s eyes which were just like his.

“Benedict, you’re only five years old. Do you understand the gravity of what you’re suggesting? Do you know what getting rid of someone means? How did such a thought come to your mind?”

Benedict blinked twice, mustering a weak smile. In his usual frail voice, he responded, “Getting rid of someone means they won’t be around anymore, right? I just don’t want to see him. I want him to disappear.”

Cedrick felt a chill go down his spine. He’s only five. Where did he get that horrible idea from? Am I thinking too much, or is Benny more precocious for his age?

never intended for things to go as far as they did. He

that you and Mommy have forgiven him, but I can’t bring myself to like him. In fact, I hate him. He’s the reason I’ve been confined to the lab, hooked up to IV drips. He’s the reason I can’t go to kindergarten like other kids and enjoy activities like jumping on a trampoline. Even if you and Mommy are not mad

want to

flashed a mysterious grin. “It’s a secret. I

and tapped his little nose. “Benny, you’re only five, and

sweet smile, his eyes crinkling with an adorable

gaze at the familiar face that mirrored his own, and a sigh escaped from deep within him. He’s only a kid. He must be

I want you to be less sensitive. I want you to have a joyful and carefree childhood, just like Zendy, and not let everything weigh heavily on your

“Don’t worry,

his

birth, his eyes fell upon a stack

walked

a Mathematical Olympiad workbook and an

Cedrick’s attention at the bottom of the pile was

book. He turned to Benedict and asked, “Have you been

innocently, “Yes. I was bored, and I don’t like

him a strange look. “Who gave you this

I can understand some parts of it, but most of it is too challenging for me to grasp. I’ve

well. Why don’t you let me read it first? Once I’m done, I’ll explain it to you

“Okay!”

of relief when Benedict agreed readily. He then searched all the cabinets in Benedict’s

to listen to bedtime stories every night, but Benedict was

stark difference in their