Wooing My Ex-Wife by Mr. Adeel

Opening a durian with my bare hands?

Charles tensed.

The fruit was covered in thorns. It was close to impossible to open it without using any tools.

Even the smile on Zendaya’s face disappeared. She had initially wanted her brother to just bully Charles a little, but it seemed like the situation was out of control.

Her brother’s first request was ruthless.

She weakly tugged Benedict’s sleeve and muttered, “Benny, it’s hard to open a durian. If Uncle Charles uses his bare hands, he’s going to bleed a lot.”

Benedict furrowed his brows, a hint of annoyance manifesting on his face. “If he can’t fulfill my request, then he can leave immediately and never bother me again.”

“I can. I’ve promised you that I’ll do it, and I won’t go back on my words.”

With that, Charles gave him a gentle smile.

Benedict spotted the smile and huffed. He then clasped his hands together and looked out of the window. “Then hurry up and do it.”

Charles took out the durian from the bag. He observed it for a while, wondering where he should start.

Every once in a while, he would glance at Benedict, who had a merciless expression on his face.

A quiet laugh escaped his lips. Benedict was so much like Cedrick.

He was surprised that the boy could think of something so heartless at his young age.

If Zendaya was the flower of a rose, then Benedict had to be the thorns of the rose.

As expected of Cedrick’s son… Charles lamented in his mind before trying to open the durian.

Alas, the shell was too tough, and the thorns were too many. There was nowhere he could put his fingers to pull the fruit apart.

Meanwhile, Zendaya was nervously watching from the side.

hard to open? Just forget about it. I don’t want to eat

think that you’re whispering. He was the one who agreed to the three requests. If

don’t think Uncle Charles can

that, a thumping

lifted his hand and struck the durian in one swift

seemed like he would have to shed some

who was once trained in the Central Intelligence Agency,

the children, and even Benedict craned

Uncle Charles! The durian flesh smells, but the smellier it

smacked her lips, her bright eyes fixed on the yellowish

expressionless

never thought this won’t pose a

soon noticed something amiss with

your hand shaking?” Promptly, she grabbed the hand he had used to strike the durian and

blood, and his fingers were shaking uncontrollably. Even his

badly! Does it hurt, Uncle Charles? Let me

then huffed and puffed at his

bad for him. He smiled and gently reassured her, “I’m fine. As long as I get to fulfill

were fixed on his bleeding wound as

I’m not bleeding or vomiting blood because of the

you in pain after the misery I had to go through over the years because of

small

parts. To avoid his blood dripping onto the flesh, he

of the fruit and placed them

time, he was calm and elegant, the

for your health, so don’t be too greedy. Keep the unfinished flesh in

Charles’ blood-filled glove

Charles, maybe you should treat your wound first. Will you die? This

pale, and she had scrunched up her face, an evident sign

get your wound treated. I don’t want Zendaya passing out

too. “Then enjoy your fruit. I’ll be out for a

when he was gone, the fear on Zendaya’s