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.

face showing no signs of

serious as a thought flashed across her mind. “Did you cause the injury on

quickly grew rampant again

I can’t believe that he immediately went to tattle to you, Mommy! Why didn’t he tell you that it was all voluntary on his part, that

him in the corridor, and I asked him.

she continued, “But I’m the one who gave birth to you. I know you the best. If you want to retaliate against him, he will surely comply

Benedict remained silent.

didn’t take the opportunity to strike back. Maybe I’ve thought too poorly of

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

think I’m a naughty child

“Yes…” Gwendolyn sighed again.

I can’t go 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 difficult for Charles and to make him

had always been strong and rarely cried, had a

open

heart ached when

She hadn’t said anything yet, but he had already

“I wasn’t going to reprimand or punish you, Benny. I know that you made three forgiveness requests

by her response, Benedict

You’re not angry at

caused your hospitalization, so you made him

such retaliatory behavior to Benedict under normal circumstances, but now that he had already done it, she had no reason

surprised. “I thought you were going to

thought of you as a bad child. Benny, at the age of five, you can already solve high-school-level Mathematical Olympiad

support you unconditionally, you can’t go too far as to cause harm to someone’s life or hurt someone just because you don’t like them. In these extreme cases, I won’t support you.

it didn’t mean

anyone. I won’t actively cause trouble, but I’m also not afraid of it when it is needed. These

listened attentively and nodded firmly. “Don’t worry, Mommy. I understand. But

the room, she had been holding her

she could barely hold it

is so, so

any foul smells and never ate durian, this