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.

to deal with the strange old

but you will not give Benny any more weird reading material even if he begs you for them. If my darling nephew grows up messed up, I

strode back to the

His heart, too, was filled with a complicated mix of

of the past couple of years trying to save him. They spoiled him even more than they spoiled their daughter

he and Gwendolyn had so many obligations that there were still aspects of raising

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

about it, the more uneasy he

Cedrick found himself back at

and saw that Benedict was in bed. The IV drip hanging above him had not yet

outside the window.

the 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 already five years old, and I don’t need you for everything. I will be good

Cedrick a prickling sensation

at his son. “Are you worried

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

he said solemnly. “That doesn’t mean you’re not normal, Benny. Besides, I

enveloping the boy in

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

scene and throwing a tantrum sounds like something Zendy would do, Daddy.

said. “You can cry in front of me, Benny. I won’t

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

Cedrick’s lips twitched.

felt for his child disappeared completely as a

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

a wide,

call the shots, and