Wooing My Ex-Wife by Mr. Adeel

After a brief hesitation, Charles merely muted his phone, choosing neither to answer nor reject the call.

Benedict, who had noticed his godfather’s actions, instantly pursed his lips. “Your lady’s calling you, isn’t she? I can’t believe you have the guts to ignore her, Charles. How did a lousy man like you even get yourself a wife?”

Charles felt a warm blush rise to his cheeks, but unfortunately, Benedict wasn’t done with his lecture.

“In any case, don’t you think you should return her call? She will be so worried if she doesn’t hear back from you. As a man, you ought to cherish and dote on your woman. Understood?” the latter chided, looking very authoritative with a stern expression and his arms folded.

It was the first time Charles found Benedict so adorable, and he had to do everything he could to hold in his laughter.

“You’re right, Benny. I’ll send her a text,” he replied good-naturedly before texting Whitney about not returning to the Newton residence that night.

With that done, he turned off the screen and casually set the phone on the bedside table.

Meanwhile, Zendaya had gotten tired from playing by the window and rubbed her eyes.

“I’m sleepy, Uncle Charles. I want to go home,” the little girl mumbled wearily as she turned to look at Charles.

Upon hearing that, the man hastily wrapped a tissue around the cut on his fingertip and walked to the window to carry her.

“Be good, Zendy. We won’t be returning to Harrick Villa tonight. I’ll sleep with you, okay?”

Zendaya pouted and squirmed slightly in Charles’ arms. “Where’s Daddy? Where’s Mommy? I want to hug Mommy to sleep… I can’t fall asleep without her.”

As could be seen, children were easygoing during the day, but when it came to bedtime, their stubbornness would very quickly go off the charts.

No matter how much Charles coaxed and cajoled Zendaya, the latter continued to ask for Gwendolyn.

“It’s okay if Daddy isn’t here, but I want Mommy! Why can’t Benny and I go home tonight?” she whimpered, sniffling quietly as tears rolled down her cheeks. “D-Do Daddy and Mommy not want me anymore? Is that why they aren’t letting me go home?”

Needless to say, the sight of Zendaya bawling her eyes out tugged at Charles’ heartstrings.

never tucked Zendy into bed before. What am I

called Cedrick, only to realize the latter’s phone was

over, but even

on earth

“Did Daddy turn

face. Neither of them had seen Gwendolyn or Cedrick the entire day, and it was beginning to feel like

I want to sleep with Mommy. I want to hear her bedtime stories…” Zendaya

Federal Bureau of Investigation today, so your father can’t come,” Charles coaxed. “It’s pouring outside, and I don’t know where he is. Besides, Salinsburgh has been pretty chaotic lately. If

was unfazed. “Hmph! If I run into those bad guys, I’ll bite them! I want to join the

happy with what his sister had said, Benedict cocked his eyebrows in cold aloofness. “Who needs your protection? Even if I’m not physically

retaliating, Zendaya clung to Charles’ arm and stared at him with big, doe eyes. “Uncle Charles, can you take me to

to his surprise, her phone was

What’s up with these two? Did they plan this? Why else is one phone turned off and the other on

there, Zendy. Be good,” Charles said gently amid the little girl’s muffled sobs. “How about I read you a bedtime story tonight? What would you like to listen to? I’ve never tucked you into bed before, and I’d love

a moment, Zendaya felt torn and didn’t know

Uncle Charles would be sad if I turned him down, wouldn’t

be able to coax Zendy to sleep, but what about Benny? I’m sure he’ll kick up a fuss too. I know Zendy listens to me, but the same can’t be said for Benny… Argh! There’s

suddenly returned to the ward with two large

the children’s clothes, and it seemed as if the latter had emptied their entire closets

last, so he decided to err on the side of caution and brought the

his shoulders as the men could split

empty ward and read her a fairy tale he had found

that, the princess and the prince

as the story ended, Zendaya frowned,

read stories like you’re chanting scriptures. I didn’t

the corners of his

and Nico, their long, arduous night with the kids