Wooing My Ex-Wife

Opening a durian with my bare hands?

Charles tensed.

The fruit was covered in thorns. It was close to impossible to open it without using any tools.

Even the smile on Zendaya’s face disappeared. She had initially wanted her brother to just bully Charles a little, but it seemed like the situation was out of control.

Her brother’s first request was ruthless.

She weakly tugged Benedict’s sleeve and muttered, “Benny, it’s hard to open a durian. If Uncle Charles uses his bare hands, he’s going to bleed a lot.”

Benedict furrowed his brows, a hint of annoyance manifesting on his face. “If he can’t fulfill my request, then he can leave immediately and never bother me again.”

“I can. I’ve promised you that I’ll do it, and I won’t go back on my words.”

With that, Charles gave him a gentle smile.

Benedict spotted the smile and huffed. He then clasped his hands together and looked out of the window. “Then hurry up and do it.”

Charles took out the durian from the bag. He observed it for a while, wondering where he should start.

Every once in a while, he would glance at Benedict, who had a merciless expression on his face.

A quiet laugh escaped his lips. Benedict was so much like Cedrick.

He was surprised that the boy could think of something so heartless at his young age.

If Zendaya was the flower of a rose, then Benedict had to be the thorns of the rose.

As expected of Cedrick’s son… Charles lamented in his mind before trying to open the durian.

Alas, the shell was too tough, and the thorns were too many. There was nowhere he could put his fingers to pull the fruit apart.

nervously watching from the

to open? Just forget about it. I don’t want to eat durian anymore. I’ll

that you’re whispering. He was the one who agreed to the three requests. If he can’t

don’t think Uncle Charles

as she said that, a thumping sound

had lifted his hand and struck the durian in one swift

out the situation. It seemed like he would have to shed some blood to satisfy Benedict anyway, so after

who was once trained in the Central Intelligence Agency, his judgment and decision-making skills were still

and even Benedict

cried out, “Wow! You really opened it! You’re awesome, Uncle Charles! The durian flesh smells, but the smellier it is, the tastier

her bright eyes fixed on the yellowish

expressionless

never thought this won’t pose a challenge to him!

noticed something

pale? Why is your hand shaking?” Promptly, she grabbed the hand he

and his fingers were shaking uncontrollably. Even his veins were

it hurt, Uncle

and puffed

smiled and gently reassured her, “I’m fine. As long as I

but his eyes were fixed

or vomiting blood because of the virus. Charles’ hand is already a mangled mess. I’m sure it hurts way more than I’ve hurt.

words, Benedict uttered, “I feel much better seeing you in pain after the misery I had to go through over the years because

responded with a small smile,

the pain in silence, Charles proceeded to pull the split durian into two parts. To avoid his blood dripping onto the flesh, he took out a pair of disposable gloves and a

of the fruit and placed them

was calm and elegant, the look in his eyes

excess will be bad for your health, so don’t be too greedy. Keep the unfinished flesh

glove and smelled the metallic

your wound first.

she had scrunched up

Go to the professor to get your wound treated. I don’t want Zendaya