Wooing My Ex-Wife by Mr. Adeel

Zendaya clapped her hands gloatingly. “Yay! I can’t wait to see Uncle Nico and Uncle Charles wearing dresses and cleaning the bathroom. I want them to wear maid costumes!”

Maid costumes?

The adults’ expressions turned bizarre as they stared at her.

This little girl sure had a vivid imagination.

Gwendolyn: She’s just an innocent child. It’s no big deal.

Cedrick: I can’t believe this is my kid.

Charles: If a maid costume is what she wants to see, then so be it. Anything to make her happy.

Nico: This is going to be so embarrassing.

Unaware of the adults’ thoughts, Zendaya hopped around while eating her slice of melon.

The thought of being able to see the grown men dressed in maid costumes made her especially thrilled.

“Let Uncle Nico and I help you, Uncle Charles.”

Charles shook his head. “I can walk. Just eat your melon.”

“But you’re hurt, Uncle Charles. How could I just sit back and watch?” the girl asked, frowning while shoving the sweet fruit into her mouth.

Her cheeks were puffed up like a squirrel’s as some juice from the melon trickled down a corner of her lips.

Benedict shook his head upon seeing that. “Let’s go, you glutton. Let Uncle Nico take Charles to the lab for his check-up. We should be going home.”

For the first time, Cedrick made his way around Zendaya and carried the little boy instead. Then, he left the laboratory without uttering a word to Gwendolyn or even looking back.

Gwendolyn noticed something amiss about his temperament but didn’t think too much of it. She picked Zendaya up and followed after the man.

The couple walked one person after another, with each of them carrying a child, but something seemed off about the atmosphere.

On the journey home, both Cedrick and Gwendolyn remained silent as the sounds of Zendaya’s giggles filled the air.

Gwendolyn stared out the car window, mulling over the important agreement she had just signed earlier today.

Cedrick would glance at her occasionally and notice her spacing out.

“What’s on your mind, Gwenny? You seem so out of it. Are you thinking about Charles’ injuries?” he asked with a hint of grudge, feeling unhappy out of the blue.

“What?” Gwendolyn snapped back to reality.

Cedrick’s gaze darkened. “Are you feeling sorry for Charles after what happened to him?”

Gwendolyn was flabbergasted. “What on earth are you thinking? He’s Benny’s and Zendy’s godfather, and he’s pretty much family to the Harrises. I just don’t want this matter to get worse.”

Those willing to make bets would have to be prepared to lose and bear the risk of getting hurt.

She was no saint; she wouldn’t take pity on anyone in this case.

he still had to pay for what he owed Benedict. While Charles had indeed messed up in the

what

Cedrick didn’t understand her. To him, she

friends, so you’ve known each other much longer than you’ve known me. He’s also the kids’ godfather, so I

lips twitched. “You don’t understand.

know

are you talking about the past in front of the kids? Do you want me to

cooled down. “If I got hurt from fighting,

brows furrowed. “What do

her. “Are you jealous because you thought I was

said nothing;

for you, but I wouldn’t even give you a chance to get into a fight in the first place. If you dare try anything

Zendaya’s first

into her brother’s arms, not daring

She

fell into silence in an instant as the

long while. “So, you’re admitting that you felt sorry

to

him a chance to drop this! What’s up with his

now? Would you like to experience a few days of not talking to each other? I can even

no match for Gwendolyn the moment she lost her

“Darling…” he cooed.

away in rage and looked out the

glancing at

her remain infuriated, he

that Benedict and Zendaya were in the car with

of them returned to the

soon as the luxurious vehicle stopped inside the parking lot, Gwendolyn opened

held eech child in one erm end

single kid for me?

legs ellowed him to cetch up to them quickly. Benedict

mede Mommy med. It looks like you’ll

her mother’s neck in joy. “Hoorey! Thet meens we’ll

grimly es he wetched

reelly my kids? All they do is meke

If you dere teke my wife from me, I’ll spenk

response. “You’re threetening us? You’re

unfezed es the grin on his hendsome fece widened. “It’s your feult for

the one who should be spenked, Deddy! Hmph!” Zendeye chimed

speechless. Why do I feel like throwing

Benny end Zendy. I’ll teke the dey off tomorrow, end we’ll go shopping together.

the best, Mommy!” Zendeye wes on cloud

lost his right to speek in this household, but he elso hed

the jeelousy he felt e minute ego. He just wented to get on his wife’s

me cerry one of them, Gwenny. These piglets must be reelly heevy for

him, not

she didn’t heve to deel with

Mommy’s the one who geve birth to us. Are you