Wooing My Ex-Wife by Mr. Adeel

Charles took off his disposable gloves and observed his injured hand in the corridor.

He was about to go downstairs when he bumped into Gwendolyn coming back from the restroom at the corner.

Gwendolyn had just finished a video conference. She washed and sanitized her hands to prevent bringing bacteria from the computer mouse to Benedict before returning to the ward.

When she faced Charles, she immediately noticed the bloodstains on his hand. By the time Charles tried to hide his hand behind his back, it was already too late.

“You’re injured?” she asked.

Charles smiled casually and replied, “It’s nothing. I slipped and fell on my way here.”

Observant as always, Gwendolyn sensed something unusual about him. “Even if you really slipped, you wouldn’t have gotten such an injury given your skills. Don’t tell me that your hand happened to hit a nail on the ground as you fell.”

Charles chuckled. “You know me well, Gwen.”

“The laboratory has top-notch security measures and cleanliness. How is a sharp object like a nail going to end up on the floor? Don’t try to deceive me. What really happened?” Gwendolyn asked.

Charles shrugged indifferently. “It seems impossible to hide anything from you, Gwen.”

A few minutes later, when the door to the ward was slowly opened, Benedict, who was devouring a piece of durian, quickly threw the remaining of it into the trash and hastily wiped the corners of his mouth.

Gwendolyn entered the ward.

Although Benedict’s actions were swift, he still couldn’t escape Gwendolyn’s eyes.

“Is your meeting finished, Mommy? Actually, there’s no need for you to rush back here. I know your work is important. I’m already used to receiving the drip alone. I can handle it myself,” Benedict said.

Gwendolyn said nothing as she calmly walked to his bedside.

Her gaze inadvertently fell on the corner of his mouth, where there were still traces of durian flesh. The room was filled with the pungent smell of durian.

Benny clearly loves eating durian. Why did he throw away the remaining piece as soon as he saw me coming in?

Gwendolyn silently took a tissue from the bedside table and gently wiped the corners of Benedict’s mouth.

smiled obediently, his face showing no

Gwendolyn’s expression grew increasingly serious as a thought flashed across

toward Charles quickly grew rampant again despite having

to you, Mommy! Why didn’t he tell you that

the corridor, and I asked him. He insisted that he accidentally injured himself,

birth to you. I know you the best. If you want to retaliate against him, he will surely comply with

Benedict remained silent.

Maybe I’ve thought too poorly of him all this

the first time Benedict had seen Gwendolyn, who was always gentle and considerate, being so serious with him. Although he had wrongly accused Charles, he still

Do you think I’m a naughty child who caused severe injuries to Charles’ hand?

“Yes…” Gwendolyn sighed again.

to kindergarten like Zendy, and I can’t make any new friends. I have to receive daily drips and endure the pain. All I want is to make things

been strong and rarely cried, had a

he stubbornly kept his eyes wide open because he refused to let

heart ached when she

She hadn’t said anything yet, but he

patted his back patiently to comfort him, she said, “I wasn’t going to reprimand or punish you, Benny. I know that you made three

response, Benedict looked

not angry at all,

his nose gently. “What’s there to be angry about? Charles caused

under normal circumstances, but now that he

“I thought you were going to

always stand by you and Zendy. We have never thought of you as a bad child. Benny, at the age of five, you can already solve high-school-level Mathematical Olympiad math problems. You’re truly our talented child, Benny,” she said while gently patting Benedict’s

go too far as to cause harm to someone’s life or hurt someone

it didn’t mean that she didn’t

trouble, but I’m also not afraid of it when it is needed. These

worry, Mommy. I understand. But Mommy… why is your expression so

room, she had been holding

barely hold it any

room… is so,

couldn’t stand any foul smells and never ate durian, this odor was