Wooing My Ex-Wife by Mr. Adeel

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.

No wonder my waist felt so sore. It’s the period’s fault.

had her period ever since she became pregnant, so much so that she had

But it looks like you

He got to his feet despite feeling drained from the push-ups

later, Gwendolyn’s belly was

the

period pain awakened every

to the bed and tucked her

and drowsiness got the better of

a ball, her brows furrowed and her eyes shut

made her a cup of chamomile tea. He blew on it and brought the cup to

the pain was

sat by the bed, feeling anxious and helpless at the same time. If only I could help her bear

don’t you

Gwendolyn shook her head without hesitation upon hearing his suggestion. “I’m still breastfeeding.

you can’t keep enduring it

bear with it for a

suffer, but there was nothing he could do when she insisted on not taking

the suggestions given

it with the warm water bottle. He never stopped, even when his fingers

to massage her belly. Whenever a

obviously exhausted, and Gwendolyn felt bad about it. “Ceddy, you can stop massaging. I’ll be

stop. “It’s okay. You can sleep while

Okay, then.

was too tired to convince him otherwise. Her eyes

fact, she felt that her pain seemed

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

before he, too,

her sleep, but it did not wake

like that, the two slept

avoiding Kieran ever since he interrupted her last

the same roof, they woke up and left the house at different times. They never met each other, not

watching the scene, could not help feeling anxious. However, she did not dare to take action because of Kieran’s identity. She did not

Kieran finally returned to the

he turned on his phone, messages flooded