Wooing My Ex-Wife by Mr. Adeel

Amid the tense atmosphere, the doctor finally broke the silence.

“Ms. Harris’ progesterone levels are rising again. Have you been emotionally unstable recently? Perhaps experiencing frequent fits of anger or bouts of sadness?” the doctor asked.

Gwendolyn lowered her head and kept mum.

It wasn’t right to withhold information in front of a doctor.

Cedrick gripped Gwendolyn’s hand tightly, speaking on her behalf, “Yes, there have been some unpleasant incidents at home recently. Her emotions have been rather turbulent, and it seems she has been having difficulty controlling them. Last night was particularly notable. She bit me simply because I refused to let her have an orange.”

His voice fell at the last few words, with a hint of mild resentment in it.

“She became angry over an orange?” The doctor couldn’t help but chuckle.

Gwendolyn hastily explained, “I have been having trouble with my appetite, even to the point of throwing up due to acid reflux. I even have to consume so many bitter medications, and the one time I come across a fruit I enjoy, he is absolutely adamant about not letting me have it! Not even one extra piece! It’s incredibly frustrating!”

Her brows furrowed tighter as she recounted the incident. In the end, she withdrew her hands from Cedrick’s grasp, sulking once again.

Cedrick was rendered speechless.

The doctor chuckled and said in a rather envious tone, “Your relationship is quite endearing. Frankly, I find your squabbling adorable.”

Gwendolyn, maintaining a serious face, continued to explain, “I was indeed angry last night, but I didn’t think it would go to the point where I would actually bite him hard. It seems I really have trouble controlling my emotions.”

The doctor carefully examined all the test results again.

“Ms. Harris, it’s your first time being pregnant, and you’re having twins, no less. It’s supposed to be more tiring. However, seeing as Mr. Jenson seems to be carrying on with his life as if nothing has happened, coupled with the added stress recently, it’s no surprise that you’ve been finding it difficult to control your emotions. As a result, you have been venting your frustrations on Mr. Jenson. Speaking of which, Mr. Jenson, you have to pay more attention to Ms. Harris’ mood in the future. If she can maintain a happy mood, she should recover normally. Aside from that, Ms. Harris, everything else is normal. There are no major issues with your health.”

Upon hearing the doctor’s words, they both heaved a sigh of relief.

It’s only a false alarm.

into the car, pondering a solution to the

a hard time being pregnant and I can’t help you. I wasn’t thoughtful enough and let you carry all the burden yourself. From now on, I will split the pain whenever you are

raised an eyebrow, a hint of amusement dancing in her eyes. “And

you’re upset and want to vent, feel free to pinch me as

questioned, doubt

down, through the layers of his clothes, until it rested on his warm

across her eyes. Her fingertips lightly traced circles on his waist before she grabbed a handful of his flesh

thin lips pursed tightly as he endured the pain. After a moment, he asked in

some thought before

a moment. She rubbed his waist and said, “But it also hurts to

Feel free

didn’t have the heart to cause him any more discomfort. “I’ll try to control my emotions from now on. Besides, things are getting better

that she had not moved on from what happened to

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rights with Jared, so she had a lot more to

as soon as she arrived, she disappeared into her study

He would massage her shoulders and bring her water or fruit whenever she felt thirsty

the meantime, he was also attending to

of them spoke throughout the process, but they shared a tacit understanding of

would understand what she wanted and

afternoon flew by

was time for dinner, there was a visitor at

time, it

and wanted to invite her in. However, Sienna insisted on standing at

her red eyes, it was evident that she had been crying. Gwendolyn felt

you need not say another

with me. Asher is not doing well. He got drenched in the rain the other night and caught a fever, but he refuses to see

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continued to weep and offered no further explanation. “He doesn’t know I’m here. I came on my own, not to help him beg for your forgiveness, but to