Wooing My Ex-Wife

Eugene was unperturbed. “His personality, surroundings, experiences, and the pain he’s facing in his young life have already determined who he will be. How can a journal influence any of that?”

Cedrick heard the implicit meaning behind those words. He clenched his fist beneath the sleeve of his military uniform, not deigning to respond.

“A person is known by the company he keeps,” Joshua argued. “Besides, a child is born a blank canvas. If he takes an interest in the things you show him and makes irreparable mistakes because of it, you will cause him harm.”

Eugene scoffed incredulously at Joshua’s accusation.

Cedrick, however, froze at what Joshua said about irreparable mistakes.

He recalled what he had heard in the ward and how certain Benedict had sounded in his childish voice.

“Even if you and Mommy are not mad at him, I’ll teach him a lesson in the future. 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.”

Benedict doesn’t like Charles. He hates him.

He wasn’t joking.

Cedrick felt anxious all of a sudden. He realized he did not know who his five-year-son was anymore.

The more he thought about it, the greater the pain he felt in his heart.

“I’m going back to the ward. I’ll leave this to you.”

Without another word, he turned around and swiftly left.

“Huh? Cedrick?”

he

forced to deal with

more weird reading material even if he begs you for them. If my darling

back to the

mind was a mess during his walk back. His heart, too, was filled

every waking hour of the past couple of years trying to save him.

so many obligations that there were still aspects

been so

thought about it,

found himself

was in bed. The IV drip hanging above him

staring at the foliage outside

sound of the door being pushed open. When he saw Cedrick, he smiled. “Daddy, you’re back.” Then, he looked up at the drip. “The professor who came to change my medication said there’s only one bottle left for today. You can go deal with work first if you’re busy, Daddy. There’s no need to rush over to spend time with me.

gave Cedrick a prickling sensation in his

on the side of the bed and smiled at his son. “Are you worried that I would be annoyed, Benny?” he asked

gaze, looking sorrowful. “I’ve been sick since I was

heavy feeling in his heart. “Everybody falls ill,” he said solemnly. “That doesn’t mean you’re not normal, Benny. Besides, I will never find you annoying,

into his arms, enveloping the

if you’re sad, make a scene, and throw a tantrum. You shouldn’t have to pretend and be serious like an adult. Mommy and I will never abandon you. Even if you never get better, we will ensure that you spend the rest of

chest. “Making a scene and throwing a

the right to express how they feel, too,” Cedrick said. “You can cry in front of me, Benny. I won’t make fun of you for

up at him, his eyes twinkling mischievously. “Why do you want me to cry so much, Daddy? Do you cry in front of

Cedrick’s lips twitched.

child disappeared

tear to gain sympathy. That’s what your mother does. She always pulls that tactic when she wants to apologize to me,

gave a wide,