Wooing My Ex-Wife by Mr. Adeel

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.

with the strange

meant to or not, Eugene, but you will not give Benny any more weird reading material even if he begs you for them. If my darling

strode back to

a mess during his walk back. His heart, too, was filled with a complicated

the past couple of years

both their distinguished families, he and Gwendolyn had so many obligations that there were still aspects of raising

on that day that he realized he had been so occupied with Benedict’s physical

thought about it, the more uneasy he

found himself

open the door and saw that Benedict was in bed. The IV drip

was sitting quietly and staring at the foliage outside 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 already five years old, and I don’t need you for everything. I will be good and take my

a prickling sensation in

side of the bed and smiled at his son. “Are you worried that I would be annoyed, Benny?” he

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

heavy feeling 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 be by your

pulled Benedict into his arms, enveloping the boy in a

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 never get better, we will

father’s embrace, Benedict nestled his head against Cedrick’s chest. “Making a scene and

express how they feel, too,” Cedrick said. “You can cry in front

looked up at him, his eyes twinkling mischievously. “Why do you want me to cry so much, Daddy? Do

Cedrick’s lips twitched.

guilt he had just felt for his child disappeared

a tear to gain sympathy. That’s what your mother

gave a wide, innocent smile.

course. I call the shots, and