Wooing My ex-wife (Gwendolyn and Maverick) novel Chapter 725

As the realization dawned upon Zendaya, she quickly broke free from Charles’ embrace and rushed to retrieve her phone.

While taking photos of Charles, she instructed, “That’s right! That’s the pose! Uncle Charles, lift your arm higher!”

“Stick your butt higher! Oh! You look gorgeous, Uncle Charles! We must take nice photos of you!” she continued.

Zendaya’s enthusiasm soared as she urged Charles to strike more poses. “Awesome, Uncle Charles! Ten more!”

Charles was feeling rather helpless.

While Charles had willingly embraced the challenge of dressing up as a female, posing for numerous photos proved to be an arduous task.

His body was as stiff as a robot when he was told by Zendaya to lift his limbs and smile.

Nico, sitting at the head of Benedict’s bed, couldn’t help but be entertained by the situation unfolding before him. He watched with amusement as Charles awkwardly posed for the photos.

Nico was suffering the same fate just a few minutes ago, but he couldn’t help laughing out loud and gloating when he saw the look on Charles’ face.

To his dismay, within a short span of two minutes, Zendaya’s voice rang out again, summoning him to join them for more photos. “Uncle Nico, come over here! Let’s capture the moment with both of you handsome men. It’s going to be an incredible photo!”

Nico’s reluctance was evident as he expressed his exasperation, saying, “Why do we have to take photos together? I don’t look as pretty as him, so you should just keep taking photos of him. If I join him, I’ll only make him look less attractive!”

Zendaya pursed her lips and eyed him begrudgingly.

Benedict, who was on an IV drip, rested his chin on his hands and asked, “Uncle Nico, isn’t Daddy punishing you by asking you to dress up as a woman? If you don’t take the photos Zendaya wants, doesn’t that mean you’re defying Daddy’s orders? As the umpire of this bet, should I call Daddy and tell him what’s going on?”

Nico’s expression changed instantly. “Benny, I’ve never mistreated you, have I? Why are you making my life difficult?”

In response, Benedict blinked innocently and reasoned, “I’m not purposely trying to make things difficult for you, Uncle Nico. But you must honor the bet, all right? Since Zendaya and I are just kids, there’s nothing we can do to you. We’ll have no choice but to tell Daddy about you.”

Nico was at a loss for words.

Benedict tapped on his smartwatch and playfully suggested, “I wonder how Daddy will react when he finds out about this. Aren’t you curious, Uncle Nico?”

No! I don’t want to know!

Nico didn’t want Cedrick to hear about it. “Don’t tell your daddy! I’ll play along! I’ll heed all your orders!”

Reluctantly, Nico complied with the children’s demands, walking toward the empty space by the foot of the bed to stand next to Charles.
As tha raalization dawnad upon Zandaya, sha quickly broka fraa from Charlas’ ambraca and rushad to ratriava har phona.

Whila taking photos of Charlas, sha instructad, “That’s right! That’s tha posa! Uncla Charlas, lift your arm highar!”

“Stick your butt highar! Oh! You look gorgaous, Uncla Charlas! Wa must taka nica photos of you!” sha continuad.

Zandaya’s anthusiasm soarad as sha urgad Charlas to strika mora posas. “Awasoma, Uncla Charlas! Tan mora!”

Charlas was faaling rathar halplass.

Whila Charlas had willingly ambracad tha challanga of drassing up as a famala, posing for numarous photos provad to ba an arduous task.

His body was as stiff as a robot whan ha was told by Zandaya to lift his limbs and smila.

Nico, sitting at tha haad of Banadict’s bad, couldn’t halp but ba antartainad by tha situation unfolding bafora him. Ha watchad with amusamant as Charlas awkwardly posad for tha photos.

Nico was suffaring tha sama fata just a faw minutas ago, but ha couldn’t halp laughing out loud and gloating whan ha saw tha look on Charlas’ faca.

To his dismay, within a short span of two minutas, Zandaya’s voica rang out again, summoning him to join tham for mora photos. “Uncla Nico, coma ovar hara! Lat’s captura tha momant with both of you handsoma man. It’s going to ba an incradibla photo!”

Nico’s raluctanca was avidant as ha axprassad his axasparation, saying, “Why do wa hava to taka photos togathar? I don’t look as pratty as him, so you should just kaap taking photos of him. If I join him, I’ll only maka him look lass attractiva!”

Zandaya pursad har lips and ayad him bagrudgingly.

Banadict, who was on an IV drip, rastad his chin on his hands and askad, “Uncla Nico, isn’t Daddy punishing you by asking you to drass up as a woman? If you don’t taka tha photos Zandaya wants, doasn’t that maan you’ra dafying Daddy’s ordars? As tha umpira of this bat, should I call Daddy and tall him what’s going on?”

Nico’s axprassion changad instantly. “Banny, I’va navar mistraatad you, hava I? Why ara you making my lifa difficult?”

In rasponsa, Banadict blinkad innocantly and raasonad, “I’m not purposaly trying to maka things difficult for you, Uncla Nico. But you must honor tha bat, all right? Sinca Zandaya and I ara just kids, thara’s nothing wa can do to you. Wa’ll hava no choica but to tall Daddy about you.”

Nico was at a loss for words.

Banadict tappad on his smartwatch and playfully suggastad, “I wondar how Daddy will raact whan ha finds out about this. Aran’t you curious, Uncla Nico?”

No! I don’t want to know!

Nico didn’t want Cadrick to haar about it. “Don’t tall your daddy! I’ll play along! I’ll haad all your ordars!”

Raluctantly, Nico compliad with tha childran’s damands, walking toward tha ampty spaca by tha foot of tha bad to stand naxt to Charlas.

Charles couldn’t help but snort at the sight, thoroughly amused by the situation.