Wooing My Ex-Wife

Charles took off his disposable gloves and observed his injured hand in the corridor.

He was about to go downstairs when he bumped into Gwendolyn coming back from the restroom at the corner.

Gwendolyn had just finished a video conference. She washed and sanitized her hands to prevent bringing bacteria from the computer mouse to Benedict before returning to the ward.

When she faced Charles, she immediately noticed the bloodstains on his hand. By the time Charles tried to hide his hand behind his back, it was already too late.

“You’re injured?” she asked.

Charles smiled casually and replied, “It’s nothing. I slipped and fell on my way here.”

Observant as always, Gwendolyn sensed something unusual about him. “Even if you really slipped, you wouldn’t have gotten such an injury given your skills. Don’t tell me that your hand happened to hit a nail on the ground as you fell.”

Charles chuckled. “You know me well, Gwen.”

“The laboratory has top-notch security measures and cleanliness. How is a sharp object like a nail going to end up on the floor? Don’t try to deceive me. What really happened?” Gwendolyn asked.

Charles shrugged indifferently. “It seems impossible to hide anything from you, Gwen.”

A few minutes later, when the door to the ward was slowly opened, Benedict, who was devouring a piece of durian, quickly threw the remaining of it into the trash and hastily wiped the corners of his mouth.

Gwendolyn entered the ward.

Although Benedict’s actions were swift, he still couldn’t escape Gwendolyn’s eyes.

“Is your meeting finished, Mommy? Actually, there’s no need for you to rush back here. I know your work is important. I’m already used to receiving the drip alone. I can handle it myself,” Benedict said.

Gwendolyn said nothing as she calmly walked to his bedside.

Her gaze inadvertently fell on the corner of his mouth, where there were still traces of durian flesh. The room was filled with the pungent smell of durian.

Benny clearly loves eating durian. Why did he throw away the remaining piece as soon as he saw me coming in?

silently took a tissue from the bedside table and gently wiped the corners of

face showing no signs of

grew increasingly serious as a thought flashed across her mind. “Did you cause the injury on Charles’

disgust toward Charles quickly grew

went to tattle to you, Mommy! Why didn’t he tell you that it was all voluntary on his part, that he agreed to

Gwendolyn explained, “He didn’t tattle on you. I happened to meet him in the corridor, and I asked

best. If you

Benedict remained silent.

back. Maybe I’ve thought

who was always gentle and considerate, being so serious with him.

naughty child

“Yes…” Gwendolyn sighed again.

have to receive daily drips and endure the pain. All I want is to make things difficult for Charles and to make him back off from bothering me. Who knew he

been strong and rarely cried, had a faint redness in the

wide open

ached when she saw

was indeed extremely sensitive. She hadn’t said anything yet, but he had

and patted his back patiently to comfort him, she said, “I wasn’t going to reprimand or punish you, Benny. I know that you made three

by her response, Benedict looked up at

not angry at all,

angry about? Charles caused your hospitalization, so you made him chop the

circumstances, but now

tad surprised. “I thought

at the age of five, you can already solve high-school-level Mathematical Olympiad math problems. You’re truly our

harm to someone’s life or hurt someone just because you don’t like them. In these extreme cases,

her child unconditionally, but it didn’t mean

I won’t actively cause trouble, but I’m also not afraid of it when it is

and nodded firmly. “Don’t worry, Mommy. I understand. But

had been holding

she could barely