The slap was not too hard, and it carried with it a hint of affection.

Gwendolyn’s eyes crinkled as she looked at him. “Excuse me? Just exactly who’s the one getting tortured? Didn’t you promise me four hundred and fifty-nine push-ups? Are you going to go back on your word?” She smacked his butt again. “Come on. You made a promise.”

Cedrick got into the perfect push-up form again by straightening his tired and trembling arms.

“Three hundred and fifty-seven. Carry on.” Gwendolyn’s voice sounded behind him.

Realization finally dawned on Cedrick. She knew the number all along and was playing with me on purpose. Hmph! What a bad woman.

He shook his head helplessly. Well, there’s nothing I can do about it. She’s the wife I put so much effort into getting back. I’ve got to dote on her no matter what.

“Three hundred and fifty-eight.”

That morning, the sound of Cedrick counting the number of push-ups came from the room.

Zoey would occasionally cast the tightly shut door a suspicious glance whenever she passed it by.

Nonetheless, she knew it was inappropriate to ask about the couple’s private matters.

Over in the bedroom, Cedrick could be heard forcing the words out breathlessly. “Four hundred… and fifty-nine…”

As if he had accomplished a mission, Cedrick let out a sigh and slumped weakly to the ground.

I don’t want to do push-ups again for the rest of my life.

Gwendolyn got up and spotted a darker patch on his black pants.

She chuckled in amusement. “Ceddy, you must’ve sweated a lot. Even your butt’s wet.”

Cedrick touched the wet spot, only to see a red stain on his fingers.

He turned around in bewilderment and noticed Gwendolyn’s pale complexion.

“Gwenny, it’s your b-blood…”

The smile on Gwendolyn’s face vanished as she stared at his fingers unblinkingly. She rubbed her belly and quickly realized something.

so sore. It’s the

period ever since she became pregnant, so much so that

you won’t

no intentions of complaining. He got to his feet despite feeling drained from the push-ups and carried her to

Gwendolyn’s belly was beginning

the

awakened every nerve in

to the bed

and drowsiness got the

a ball, her brows furrowed and her eyes

tea. He blew on it and brought the cup to her

the pain was

the bed, feeling anxious and helpless at the same time. If only

why don’t you take some

his suggestion. “I’m still breastfeeding. The babies need

can’t keep enduring it

responded weakly, “It’s okay. I’ll only have to bear with

sigh. He could not bear to see her suffer, but

the suggestions given

warm water bottle. He never

different hands to massage her belly. Whenever

was obviously exhausted, and Gwendolyn felt bad about it. “Ceddy,

“It’s okay. You can sleep

Okay, then.

him otherwise. Her eyes could barely

was getting better at it. In fact, she felt that her pain seemed to have been alleviated. She soon

the other hand, did not stop there. He crawled under the covers beside her and

was not long before he, too, fell

in her sleep, but it did not wake Cedrick. Still, his hands did not

the

Kieran ever since he

two lived under the same roof, they woke up and

she did not dare to take action because of Kieran’s identity. She did not

lunch, Kieran finally returned to the hotel

as he turned on his phone, messages flooded

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