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.

want to eat durian anymore. I’ll think of another way

agreed to the three requests. If he can’t

but… I don’t think Uncle Charles can

she said that, a thumping sound rang in the

lifted his hand and struck the

It seemed like he would have to shed some blood to satisfy Benedict anyway, so after a while of studying

someone who was once trained in the Central Intelligence Agency, his

children, and even Benedict craned his neck to look

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

bright eyes fixed on

expressionless

never thought this won’t pose a challenge to him! Darn

soon noticed something

so pale? Why is your hand shaking?” Promptly, she grabbed the hand he had used to strike

and his fingers were shaking uncontrollably. Even his veins were

bleeding so badly! Does it hurt, Uncle Charles? Let me blow the

and puffed at his

smiled and gently reassured her, “I’m fine. As long as I get to fulfill your brother’s request, this is just something

eyes were fixed on his bleeding

even when I’m not bleeding or vomiting blood because of the virus. Charles’ hand is already a mangled mess. I’m sure it hurts way more than I’ve hurt.

filtering his words, Benedict uttered, “I feel much better seeing you in pain after the misery I had to

responded with a small

proceeded to pull the split durian into two parts. To avoid his blood dripping onto the flesh, he took out a pair of disposable gloves

took out the flesh of the fruit and placed

was calm and elegant, the look in his

bad for your health, so don’t be too greedy. Keep the unfinished flesh in the refrigerator so that you can

saw Charles’ blood-filled glove and smelled the metallic

you should treat your wound first. Will you die? This

up her face, an evident sign of her

Go to the professor to get your wound treated. I

her face too. “Then enjoy your fruit. I’ll

was gone, the fear