The Ex and Her Riches

How awkwardly did he have to fall to end up hitting the corner of his lips in the process?

Everyone present knew what had actually happened, but they tactfully kept silent as they lifted their utensils and dug in.

After the meal, Gwendolyn went to help Megan with the dishes.

As the men were going to discuss some matters, they grabbed a kerosene lamp and headed out.

The atmosphere was incredibly tense as they walked along the quiet village path.

The three of them walked in complete silence. It wasn’t until they could no longer see the house that Cedrick, who was leading the way, came to a stop.

He then turned around abruptly, his dark eyes shooting Charles a hostile glare.

Charles stuffed his hands in his pocket, calm and casual as ever.

The very sight of his face made Cedrick’s blood boil, and he called out grimly, “Nico.”

Nico instantly understood what Cedrick wanted without needing the latter to spell things out. He took two quick steps forward to grab Charles’ collar and clenched his fist, ready to punch Charles’ face.

Cedrick gave Nico a glance and reminded him, “Don’t hit me in the face. It’ll be too obvious.”

Nico’s fist halted midair and soon changed direction to hit Charles’ stomach.

He swung his fist several times, each time increasing in intensity.

Charles offered no defense or resistance. He remained silent, tightly furrowing his brows, enduring the immense pain inflicted upon him. Only when a metallic scent rushed up his throat did he finally turn his head to the side, coughing out a mouthful of blood.

Nico stopped and let go of his collar. Still not satisfied, he shoved the latter.

Charles stumbled back, leaning heavily against the tree behind him. With one hand pressed against the tree trunk for support, he coughed violently, trying to regain his breath.

Blood seeped out from the corner of his lips, and his face paled. He was in terrible pain.

The sight of Charles’ miserable expression lightened Cedrick’s mood. “I can’t believe you had the audacity to pretend to be Gwenny’s husband. If Gwenny believed you, you would’ve fled with her, right?”

Charles wiped the blood from his lips and licked his teeth. A flippant smile appeared on his face.

“No way, Mr. Jenson. I was just teasing Gwen. Who would’ve thought that even without her memories, she’d still be so sharp?”

Cedrick knitted his brows and gritted his teeth. “You’re asking for it.”

With that, Nico took another step forward and pinned Charles against the tree before punching him several times in the stomach again.

The pain was agonizing, and Charles coughed uncontrollably, but he clenched his jaw and didn’t make a sound.

Cedrick glanced at him coldly. “Why aren’t you dodging?”

Investigation are trying to hit me. Do you think I

and charm, and even with blood on his

endure a harsh beating from Nico now rather than wait for Cedrick to throw him back into another high-security

was best for him, he

tone carried a

his shoulders and

smug face apart. I’d like

was still plastered on his face, and he seemed unfazed by

somberly, “Do

asked Megan about it, and she said she found Gwendolyn in the field. Gwendolyn was injured and unconscious, so Megan brought her

she get hurt? Was she in some kind of accident while escaping? Is

for

had actually lost her memories based on her behavior earlier. I’m afraid I’d have to bring her to the hospital for a checkup. That’ll have to wait

“We’re going back.”

made no move to follow. He

and said, “Cedrick, you should head

and I’m still not satisfied

Nico’s mind, Cedrick said nothing else but, “Know your limits. If you

it, Cedrick. Don’t

later, Nico and Charles

he walked into the house, seemingly in a good

besides the bruise by the corner of his lips that was there before he left the

slightly unfocused as well, and he silently made his

few days, Megan had been accommodating Charles by offering him to spend the night in her room, which was

Charles limped into the house, Megan, who was holding a basin, happened to bump into

too late by the time Charles realized he should correct his

matter? Why do you

who would spend the night in the living room were on their phones, acting as though his condition had

fine. I think I’m just feeling dizzy because of

catch a cold?” Megan asked in concern. “I have some medicine in the house. Let me go and look for it. You should

it’s fine. I’m quite strong, and I’ll be fine

that so?” Megan gave him a once-over, her concern still apparent. “Are you really just dizzy? Why are

a reassuring smile and explained, “I have some back muscle issues. It’s an old problem. Don’t

couldn’t help snickering before clicking his

won’t do. You’ll need to train more and improve your health,

darkened, but he merely grunted in response and straightened his back before returning

slammed the door shut behind him, making the unsteady wooden

angry, and she stood rooted by the door for a

“Just ignore him, Megan. He has a bad temper, and he won’t let anyone comment on his health even though he knows it’s bad. Do

earlier too. Feel free to tell me if you’re not

“Don’t worry, Megan. We

to my room now. You guys

she shut the door

the house’s shabby condition,

sat by the wall, and he could hear the conversation between