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.

was forced to deal with the strange

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

strode back to

His heart, too, was

owed Benedict. They had been spending every waking hour of the past couple of years trying to save him. They spoiled

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

been so occupied with Benedict’s physical condition that

it, the more

himself back

was in bed. The IV drip hanging above him had

foliage outside the window.

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

words gave Cedrick a

son. “Are you worried

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

suppressing the 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

into his arms, enveloping the

out loud in front of me 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 you. Even if you never get better, we will ensure that you spend the rest of your days

chest. “Making a scene and throwing a tantrum sounds like something Zendy would do, Daddy. I’m a boy. I

too,” Cedrick said. “You can cry in front of me, Benny. I won’t make fun of

me to cry so much, Daddy? Do you cry

Cedrick’s lips twitched.

guilt he had just felt for his child disappeared completely as a

who? I’ve never shed a tear to gain sympathy. That’s what your mother does. She always pulls that tactic

gave a wide, innocent

call the