Wooing My Ex-Wife

Someone in the comment section wrote: The guy on the left is so handsome! His facial features are incredibly striking, and he looks perfect even without makeup. I bet he looks dashing when he dresses up in men’s clothing!

Nico couldn’t help but let out a smug little huff when he saw that.

That’s for sure! Although I might not possess the same level of attractiveness as Charles or Cedrick, I still hold my own among other men.

Another comment sprung up: Wow, you guys, take a look! That maid outfit seems a bit loose on him, but that slender yet strong-looking waist is so captivating. I’m totally smitten!

Nico’s ears turned a little pink. Of course, my strong waist is not to be underestimated. Anyone who’s lucky enough to have me is truly blessed!

Another commenter wrote: He seems so innocent and pure, with a perfect submissive look.

Nico’s eyes widened. What the h*ll? What in the world do you mean by “submissive”? There’s something wrong with your eyesight! I’m a domineering man through and through, all right!

The rest of the comments were all filled with whimsical descriptions and romantic fantasies about his physique.

However, among those ten thousand comments, the majority of them were actually focused on discussing Charles.

After all, Charles indeed looked stunning in women’s attire, with his natural beauty shining through despite wearing no makeup. Accepting the reality, Nico conceded that he was no match for Charles and had no desire to challenge the latter in that aspect.

Having composed himself, Nico continued to clean the laboratory restroom, all while suppressing his frustrations and grievances. With a heavy heart, he carried on, fulfilling his duties diligently and without complaint.

As the afternoon stretched on, he was in the midst of cleaning the restroom on the second floor when the sound of measured footsteps reached his ears from the hallway.

Still, he remained unperturbed and focused on his cleaning task.

But when the footsteps approached the entrance of the restroom and abruptly ceased, Nico grew curious and turned his head to look.

What came into his view was Cedrick—donned in a dark green military uniform—leaning against the doorframe, calmly observing him.

“Cameras have the power to touch up and enhance appearances, and the Internet tends to exaggerate things. The way they rave about your and Charles’ crossdressing, you’d think it’s something beyond belief. However, now that I see it with my own eyes, it’s not as extraordinary as they claim,” Cedrick remarked with his arms crossed.

Nico’s voice was tinged with a touch of resentment as he replied, “So, did you come here just to witness me in women’s clothing and mock me?”

Cedrick chuckled lazily. “I’m not that bored to seek amusement at your expense. I need you to go on an urgent mission with me. We’ll be leaving in an hour, so go change out of those clothes and follow me. I’ve brought a military uniform for you. Hurry up.”

As he spoke, he handed a large bag over to Nico.

The latter was beyond ecstatic. “You have no idea how happy I am to hear that! You’re truly my savior, Cedrick!”

Cedrick arched a brow. “Well, don’t get too excited. Let’s not forget your task at hand. You’ll still be cleaning the toilets for a whole month. Tomorrow, you’ll have to wear this outfit on duty again.”

“Huh?” Nico exclaimed in disbelief.

Do I really have to wear this every single day for the rest of the month?

He initially thought that was already the worst news he could receive, but Cedrick’s next words only served to push him further to the brink of despair, making him contemplate bidding farewell to this beautiful world.
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and said, “When you put on the maid outfit tomorrow, don’t forget to apply some makeup. If you don’t know how to, ask Summer

Nico fell silent.

the one who has the desire to outshine his rival, so why do I have to be the one to fight this battle for

I’m a tough, straight guy who’s been through the hardships of military training, and

playful tug. “Where’s that toughness you claim to have? It feels rather soft to me. Anyway,

Nico was rendered speechless.

could only accept his fate as his face turned solemn and his

been oppressed by Cedrick for years, he couldn’t muster the courage to speak out and could only seek solace in finding someone

Nico took the opportunity to send a quick text message to

so I’ll leave them to you, yeah? Also, after we’re finished tonight, you’re not allowed to change out of your

on the phone, containing only three short words:

out a reply: You lost the bet, so you have to be my lackey for a

passed before a reply from Charles came through. This time, the message was even

It read: Fine.

and a wave of delight washed over him as he read that simple word. A smile tugged at the corners of his lips,

close,

this kind of work before, he felt sore and achy

the safety corridor of the laboratory, smoking a

contrasted starkly

to witness his actions, he casually swept the long hair behind his shoulders and assumed an even more