Wooing My Ex-Wife

An old man around the age of sixty was standing outside.

His hair was white, and he had a gray beard. He also had defined features—something not most Chanaeans had.

Cedrick could somewhat recall who he was—the biochemistry professor, Eugene Yortz.

He had been the one who gave Benedict the book about Abnormal Psychology, so Cedrick later contacted Joshua and found out about the man.

Nevertheless, Cedrick solemnly stared at Eugene, wondering why Benedict seemed nervous earlier.

“Professor Yortz, what can I help you with?”

Eugene scratched his head and scoured through his memory to figure out who was the man standing before him. “You must be Benny’s father.”

“Yes, that’s me,” was the only polite answer Cedrick gave to Eugene.

Eugene let out a laugh, a hint of mockery entering his eyes. “It’s rare to see his parents caring for him. In that case, I won’t disturb your time with him. Please continue with your conversation.”

With that said, he turned to leave.

“Stop!”

Cedrick grabbed his hand and forcibly lifted Eugene’s hand. As it turned out, Eugene was holding a book.

Its title was How Do People With Paranoid Personality Disorder Turn Into Murderers?

Cedrick’s heart lurched, finding the book title spine-chilling.

In a stern voice, he confronted Eugene, “You’re bringing an inappropriate book for my son again. As a professor in the lab, why aren’t you trying to be a good role model? Why are you trying to lead a child astray? What are you trying to do?”

Eugene found his words absurd. “How is this book a bad book? It’s just a book about humanity. You’re always absent despite being his father, so what’s wrong with me talking about books with him when I’m free? Why are you accusing me of something so outrageous? You’re strange.”

Strange? Don’t you know who’s the strange one here?

Cedrick tamped down his anger as he gritted out, “Benny’s only five—an age where he’s naive. Why are you teaching him about humanity with books like these? What are you trying to do?”

Eugene flung his hand away, annoyed. “Naive? He’s your son, so don’t you know his character well? He likes books like this, so I brought this for him. It’s not as if he had learned anything bad from these books. He’s smart and much more mature than kids his age. I’m sure he can judge for himself.”

Cedrick did not wish to continue talking to Eugene, however.

still doing this, I might report this incident to Federal Bureau of Investigation. Wicked people shouldn’t be staying in a lab like this and

Eugene fell silent. After a scoff,

watched until he was gone from the stairwell before returning to the room and closing the door

had a grimace on his face, and the tension in the room was

hanging as if he knew the mistake he

about lying just

and took out a thin ruler

punish

roughly flipping his hand around and making the

“Benny…”

took away the ruler from the boy before turning his hand around and massaging his

at his father. “I need to write with my right hand, so maybe you should

and he spent most of his time on a lab

how miserable Benedict looked when he asked

just hope that you’ll keep a distance away from Mr.

lied too.

Benedict should not have lied. Hence, Cedrick pinched his

your punishment. However, I have a rule. I’ll let things slide this time. If you don’t change and continue lying, I’ll definitely punish you

paled, a little fearful of his

I won’t

earlier, unable to bring himself to say

that often. From now on, I’ll find ways to

your fault. I’m a big kid already. I don’t need

his father kept a close eye on him, he would never be able to carry out

his father to spend more

he had been able to easily divert her attention. His father, on the other

know what was on Benedict’s mind, but it was clear that the boy was thinking of

about it. If you have any pranks you want to do, you can tell me

for children to be mischievous,

the books Eugene had brought to him, but he was certainly taken aback when he heard that Benedict wanted to stab Charles with

have never thought of a wicked

that he was

in his thoughts, Benedict tilted his neck and leaned over. “Daddy, what are you thinking about? Are you really going to

returned to reality and asked,

Benedict forced out with a tense

dwell on that, Cedrick took a toothpick and passed him a slice of peach. “Eat

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