The Ex and Her Riches novel (Gwendolyn and Maverick)

Eugene was unperturbed. “His personality, surroundings, experiences, and the pain he’s facing in his young life have already determined who he will be. How can a journal influence any of that?”

Cedrick heard the implicit meaning behind those words. He clenched his fist beneath the sleeve of his military uniform, not deigning to respond.

“A person is known by the company he keeps,” Joshua argued. “Besides, a child is born a blank canvas. If he takes an interest in the things you show him and makes irreparable mistakes because of it, you will cause him harm.”

Eugene scoffed incredulously at Joshua’s accusation.

Cedrick, however, froze at what Joshua said about irreparable mistakes.

He recalled what he had heard in the ward and how certain Benedict had sounded in his childish voice.

“Even if you and Mommy are not mad at him, I’ll teach him a lesson in the future. Getting rid of someone means they won’t be around anymore, right? I just don’t want to see him. I want him to disappear.”

Benedict doesn’t like Charles. He hates him.

He wasn’t joking.

Cedrick felt anxious all of a sudden. He realized he did not know who his five-year-son was anymore.

The more he thought about it, the greater the pain he felt in his heart.

“I’m going back to the ward. I’ll leave this to you.”

Without another word, he turned around and swiftly left.

“Huh? Cedrick?”

When Joshua called out to him, he was already out of sight and earshot.

to deal with

Benny any more weird reading material even if he begs you for them. If my darling nephew grows up messed up, I won’t ever

strode back

his walk back. His

and Gwendolyn owed Benedict. They had been spending every waking hour of the past couple of years trying to save him. They spoiled him even

Gwendolyn had so many obligations that there were still aspects of raising a child

only on that day that he realized he had been so occupied with Benedict’s physical condition that he had neglected his psychological

it, the more uneasy

himself back

saw that Benedict was in bed. The IV drip hanging above him

foliage outside the window. His frail,

door being pushed open. When he saw Cedrick, he smiled. “Daddy, you’re back.” Then, he looked up at the drip. “The professor who came to change my medication said there’s only one bottle left for today. You can go deal with work first if you’re busy, Daddy. There’s no need to rush over to spend time with me. I’m

words gave Cedrick a prickling sensation in his

son.

lowered his gaze, looking sorrowful. “I’ve been sick since I was born. I’m not a

in his heart. “Everybody falls ill,” he said solemnly. “That doesn’t mean you’re not normal, Benny. Besides, I will never find you annoying, and I’ll always

Benedict into his arms, enveloping the boy in

be yourself and laugh out loud in front of me and Mommy, Benny. You can cry if you’re sad, make a scene, and throw a tantrum. You shouldn’t have to pretend and be serious like an adult. Mommy and I will never abandon you. Even if you

a scene and throwing a tantrum sounds like something Zendy would do, Daddy. I’m a boy. I won’t

too,” Cedrick said. “You can cry in

mischievously. “Why do you want me to cry so much, Daddy? Do

Cedrick’s lips twitched.

felt for his child disappeared completely as a result of

long time before correcting his son, “Says who? I’ve never shed a tear to gain sympathy. That’s what your mother does. She always pulls

a wide,