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.

Gwendolyn into the car, pondering

carry all the burden yourself. From

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

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

that really work?” Gwendolyn questioned,

hand and led it down, through the layers of his clothes, until it rested on his warm skin. “Why

fingertips lightly traced circles on his waist before she

furrowed his brows, his thin lips pursed tightly as he endured the pain. After a moment, he asked in anticipation, “So, does it feel better,

it some thought before nodding. “Yes,

expression fell after a moment. She rubbed his waist and said, “But it also hurts

fine. Feel

to control my emotions from now on. Besides, things are getting better day by day, so I

had not moved

returned to Harrick

had signed her inheritance rights with Jared, so

she arrived, she disappeared into her study to

placed a stool next to her. He would massage her shoulders

meantime, he was also attending to matters pertaining to

but they shared

understand what she wanted and hand

flew by

time for dinner, there was a visitor at Harrick

time, it

her in.

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

you need not say another word,” Gwendolyn

grasped Gwendolyn’s hands. “Gwen, please come back with me. Asher is not doing well. He got drenched in the rain the other night and caught a fever, but

furrowed her brows and turned around to cast a bemused glance

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 ask you to