Wooing My Ex-Wife by Mr. Adeel

An old man around the age of sixty was standing outside.

His hair was white, and he had a gray beard. He also had defined features—something not most Chanaeans had.

Cedrick could somewhat recall who he was—the biochemistry professor, Eugene Yortz.

He had been the one who gave Benedict the book about Abnormal Psychology, so Cedrick later contacted Joshua and found out about the man.

Nevertheless, Cedrick solemnly stared at Eugene, wondering why Benedict seemed nervous earlier.

“Professor Yortz, what can I help you with?”

Eugene scratched his head and scoured through his memory to figure out who was the man standing before him. “You must be Benny’s father.”

“Yes, that’s me,” was the only polite answer Cedrick gave to Eugene.

Eugene let out a laugh, a hint of mockery entering his eyes. “It’s rare to see his parents caring for him. In that case, I won’t disturb your time with him. Please continue with your conversation.”

With that said, he turned to leave.

“Stop!”

Cedrick grabbed his hand and forcibly lifted Eugene’s hand. As it turned out, Eugene was holding a book.

Its title was How Do People With Paranoid Personality Disorder Turn Into Murderers?

Cedrick’s heart lurched, finding the book title spine-chilling.

In a stern voice, he confronted Eugene, “You’re bringing an inappropriate book for my son again. As a professor in the lab, why aren’t you trying to be a good role model? Why are you trying to lead a child astray? What are you trying to do?”

Eugene found his words absurd. “How is this book a bad book? It’s just a book about humanity. You’re always absent despite being his father, so what’s wrong with me talking about books with him when I’m free? Why are you accusing me of something so outrageous? You’re strange.”

Strange? Don’t you know who’s the strange one here?

Cedrick tamped down his anger as he gritted out, “Benny’s only five—an age where he’s naive. Why are you teaching him about humanity with books like these? What are you trying to do?”

Eugene flung his hand away, annoyed. “Naive? He’s your son, so don’t you know his character well? He likes books like this, so I brought this for him. It’s not as if he had learned anything bad from these books. He’s smart and much more mature than kids his age. I’m sure he can judge for himself.”

Cedrick did not wish to continue talking to Eugene, however.

“Please don’t bring books like these for my son anymore. If I find out that you’re still doing this, I might report this incident to Federal Bureau of Investigation. Wicked people shouldn’t be staying in a lab like this and should be terminated from their position.”

Eugene fell silent. After a scoff, he left

the stairwell before returning to

his face, and

head was hanging as if he knew

about lying just

then turned around and took out a thin ruler from the bedside table’s drawer before passing

punish

and making the blood flow back into

“Benny…”

away the ruler from the boy before turning his hand around

at his father. “I need to write with my right hand, so

since young, and he spent most of his time

saw how miserable Benedict looked when he asked to be punished, Cedrick’s

of punishing you. I just hope that you’ll keep a distance away from

lied too. Are

pinched his cheeks, only using a little more

rule. I’ll let things slide this time. If you don’t change and continue lying, I’ll definitely punish you severely. I’ll make it so painful you’ll never forget about it for the

face paled, a little fearful of his

I won’t do it

rubbed the red spot he had pinched earlier, unable to bring

you company that often.

big kid already. I don’t need you to stop work because

father kept a close eye on him, he would never be able to carry out

did not want his father to spend more time keeping

been able to easily divert her attention. His father, on

clear that the

want to do, you can tell me about them. I might not stop you

children to be mischievous, but

if Benedict had been influenced by the books Eugene had brought to him, but he was certainly taken aback when he heard that Benedict wanted

thought of a wicked idea

that

leaned over. “Daddy, what are

reality and asked, “Are you not happy about that,

out

to dwell on that, Cedrick took a toothpick and passed him a slice of peach.

…

busy the entire