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.

owed Benedict. While Charles had indeed messed up in the past and eventually helped her a great

what

him, she sounded impatient

you’ve known me. He’s also the kids’ godfather, so I

“You don’t

didn’t know how to

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

that, Cedrick immediately cooled down. “If I got hurt from fighting, would you feel sorry for me,

woman’s brows furrowed. “What

“Are you jealous because you thought I was

nothing;

you a chance to get into a fight in the first place. If you dare try anything like

was Benedict’s and Zendaya’s first time seeing

into her brother’s

Daddy. She said she’d

fell into silence in an instant as the two adults in front harbored their own feelings

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

turned to

a chance to drop this!

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

man stiffened up immediately. He was no match for

“Darling…” he cooed.

in rage and looked out the window once again, refusing

continued driving, glancing at her from time

infuriated, he knew

were in the car with them, so he could only

to the

the luxurious vehicle stopped inside the parking lot, Gwendolyn opened the door and hopped

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