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?

he said to Benedict in a solemn tone, “We cannot take someone’s life just because we want them to disappear. Regardless of my influence, I am not above the law. Charles is not only Zendy’s godfather but also yours. While he may have made some mistakes, he never intended for things to go as far as they did. He has also been there for your mommy and me, doing his best to help us. I can see that he genuinely

IV drips. He’s the reason I can’t go to

“You want to teach him a

grin. “It’s a secret. I can’t

“Benny, you’re only

sweet smile, his eyes crinkling with

couldn’t help but gaze at the familiar face that mirrored his own, and a sigh escaped from deep within him. He’s only a kid. He must

from you. You have a keen understanding of things, but I want you to be less sensitive. I want you to have a joyful and carefree childhood, just like Zendy,

smiled. “Don’t worry,

patted his head

condition since birth, his eyes

to his feet and walked over

a Mathematical Olympiad workbook and an Anglandurn

attention at the bottom of the pile

breath hitching when he noticed the book. He turned to Benedict and asked, “Have

I was bored, and I don’t like watching cartoons.

a strange look. “Who gave you this book? Are you sure

this book is too difficult. I can understand some parts of it, but most of it is too challenging for me to grasp. I’ve read it a few

the book. “This seems like an interesting book, and I’m intrigued by it as well. Why don’t you let me read it first? Once I’m done, I’ll explain it to you in a way

“Okay!”

agreed readily. He then searched all the

the age where she would demand to listen to bedtime stories every night, but Benedict was already tackling math problems from junior high and reading psychological materials intended

stark difference in