Wooing My Ex-Wife

All jokes aside, Gwendolyn placed the breakfast tray down on the bedside table before turning around to help him up.

“How did you fall again? Were you too tired from all the work yesterday?”

Cedrick shook his head. “My foot’s numb.”

Gwendolyn helped him back into his chair, then sat on the edge of the bed to massage his legs, alleviating the pressure on his blood flow caused by prolonged immobility.

“Feeling better now?”

He nodded. Realizing he hadn’t seen the two kids around, he asked, “Where are Benny and Zendy?”

“They just finished breakfast at the lab cafeteria and have followed Joshua and Nico to the small basketball court at the back to play badminton. It’s good for Benny to get some exercise, having been bedridden for so long.

As Gwendolyn spoke, Cedrick kept his gaze fixed on her, a smile playing at the corners of his lips. “Why didn’t Gwenny go?”

“Because I had to come back to check on you. I haven’t even eaten yet. I heard from Nico that you haven’t been eating properly while I was away.”

Cedrick furrowed his brows, picking up on her key point.

How dare Nico tell on me? That betrayer.

It seemed as if Gwendolyn could read his thoughts. With a hint of annoyance, she jabbed her finger at his forehead and scolded in a low voice, “Don’t use this as an excuse to give Nico a hard time. It’s me who wanted him to report these things to me. And you, you really don’t take your health seriously. You’re asking for a beating.”

Cedrick stifled a laugh, far from fearing a beating. He even leaned in to plant a kiss on her soft cheek.

Gwendolyn looked at him, trying to keep a straight face while feeling helpless.

Oh well, there’s nothing I can do. I chose him, so I’ll dote on him.

She raised an eyebrow, gesturing for Cedrick to eat the breakfast on the bedside table. “Hurry up and eat. It’s not good for your stomach if the soy milk gets cold. Your irregular lifestyle in the past is one thing, but now that I’m back, we need to get your schedule back on track. If you dare to drink and smoke excessively, skip meals, or stay up all night, I won’t care for you anymore. I’ll drag you to the Jenson family’s ancestral hall and let Logan discipline you according to the Jenson family rules.”

If he was taken to the ancestral hall, it would mean that he’d be in for a good whipping.

would take at least ten days to heal. It was incomparable to

though he knew that she was more bark than bite, this was just a blatant threat, and she absolutely couldn’t bear the thought of him getting

Gwendolyn did say that she would

around Gwendolyn’s slender waist, and kissed her forehead.

away, not allowing him to continue his kisses.

and

nodded, feeling

being constantly looked after by his wife

the breakfast tray from the bedside table, placed it on his lap, wiped his hands with a wet

the bedside, quietly watching

a whole boiled egg into his mouth in one go.

rendered

really that big? How come I never noticed how big his mouth was when we kissed? He can fit an

though Cedrick stuffed the whole boiled egg into his mouth, he chewed it slowly and deliberately After peeling the egg, he wiped his fingers with a wet tissue, appearing to

he swallowed, his Adam’s apple moved gently. He took another sip of soy milk, tilting her neck to reveal a perfect jawline. He was the epitome of sensuality, a feast for the

dish of eggs and soy milk, he ate with the demeanor of someone enjoying a fancy Ferropenian

Gwendolyn swallowed hard.

it, his thin lips slightly raised, a hint of mischief tinted his smile. “Why does Gwenny’s gaze seem a

strange about it?”

look like you want to

before I devour

she fell silent, Cedrick had already begun peeling the second egg. His slender fingertips were very attractive, the blue veins

again. Furrowing her brows, she couldn’t

He looked away, swallowed the egg, took a couple of sips of soy milk, and then asked, “Does Gwenny think I eat

Cedrick cut her off. “How I eat isn’t important, Compared to eating eggs, I’m much better

Gwendolyn at a loss for

Be serious.

asked, “How is Megan

He was only eight when he died, and was buried on the mountaintop. Later, her husband took a fancy to another woman in the city and never returned. She found her days to be more peaceful after that. She still has ten gold bars under her bed, stored for quite some time now. She mentioned that she saved a man three years ago, and in gratitude, he gave her those ten gold bars. This time, when she saved you, she was actually planning to leave town to buy some medicine. But she ran

was a very important piece of information.