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?

bedside table and gently wiped the corners

obediently, his face showing no

grew increasingly serious as a thought flashed across her

quickly grew rampant

Why didn’t he tell you that it was all voluntary on his part, that

corridor, and I asked him. He insisted that he accidentally injured himself, and it had nothing to do with

know you the best. If you want to retaliate against him, he will

Benedict remained silent.

the opportunity to strike back. Maybe I’ve thought too poorly of

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

naughty child who caused severe injuries to Charles’ hand? Are you going to

“Yes…” Gwendolyn sighed again.

Zendy, and I can’t make any new friends. I have to receive daily drips and endure the pain. All I

and rarely cried, had a faint

he stubbornly kept his eyes wide open

when she saw

said anything yet, but

to

her response, Benedict

angry at all, Mommy?”

nose gently. “What’s there to be angry about? Charles caused your hospitalization, so you made him chop the durian and feel the pain

wouldn’t suggest such retaliatory behavior to Benedict under normal circumstances, but now that he had already done it, she had no reason to

surprised. “I thought you were going to scold

Benny, at the age of five, you can

you unconditionally, you can’t go too far as to cause harm to

it didn’t mean that she didn’t have

trouble, but

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

Gwendolyn entered the room, she had been holding

could barely