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.

a great deal, he still had to pay for what he owed Benedict. While Charles had indeed messed up in the past and eventually helped her a great deal, he still had to pay for what he owed

what Gwendolyn

her. To him, she sounded

known me. He’s also the kids’ godfather,

twitched. “You don’t understand. You sound

didn’t know

shot him a glare and hissed, “Why are you talking about the past in front of the kids? Do you want me to get even by

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

woman’s brows furrowed.

jealous because you

said nothing;

sighed. “Of course, I’d feel sorry 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

first time seeing their

little one burrowed herself into her brother’s arms, not daring to make

than Daddy. She said she’d break

an instant as the two

within Cedrick after a long while. “So, you’re admitting that you

turned to

chance to drop this! What’s up with

Would you like to experience a few days of

was no match for Gwendolyn the

“Darling…” he cooed.

and looked out the window

driving, glancing at

infuriated, he knew

couldn’t say to placate her, given that Benedict and Zendaya were in the car with them, so he could only keep his mouth shut for

returned to the Jenson residence

as the luxurious vehicle stopped inside the parking lot,

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es he wetched the two

my kids? All they do

wife from me, I’ll spenk you till

pouted in response. “You’re threetening us? You’re so

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I feel like throwing them

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children on her side, she

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