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?”

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of despair and charm, and even with blood on his lips, he

Nico now rather than wait for Cedrick to throw

he smiled and asked, “Is

a sense

and slammed him hard against the

face apart. I’d like to see what you’re going to use to charm Gwendolyn without this handsome face

still plastered on his face, and he seemed

dissipated, he asked somberly, “Do you know why Gwenny lost her

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

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

frustrated at himself for not being by

on her behavior earlier. I’m afraid I’d have to bring her to

“We’re going back.”

behind him made no move to follow. He turned to glance at them, his gaze seemingly questioning, Aren’t you coming? Are you planning to feed the

should head back

annoying, and I’m still not

Nico’s mind, Cedrick said nothing else but, “Know your limits. If you stay out here for too long, they’ll

Cedrick. Don’t

Charles returned to the house one after

rolling up his sleeves as he walked into the house, seemingly in a

himself against the doorframe, limping. His face was ashen, but besides the bruise by the corner of his lips that was there before he left the house, there were

as well, and he silently made his way further into

had been accommodating Charles by offering him to spend the night in her room, which was further inside the house. As a result, she had been

was holding a basin, happened to bump

late by the time Charles realized he should correct his posture to a normal one,

the matter? Why do

men who would spend the night in the living room were on their phones, acting as though his condition had nothing to

out a smile and muttered, “I’m fine. I think

Megan asked in concern. “I have some medicine in the house. Let me go and look for it. You should take

I’m quite strong, and I’ll

her concern still apparent. “Are you really just dizzy? Why

and explained, “I have some back muscle issues. It’s an

couldn’t help snickering

years old, but your back muscles are already giving out? My, that won’t do. You’ll need to train more and improve your health, or

merely grunted in response and straightened his back

him, making the unsteady wooden

stood rooted by

comment on his health even though he knows it’s bad. Do go and

rest earlier too. Feel free to tell me if you’re not comfortable sleeping on the floor. I’ll think

and smiled. “Don’t worry, Megan. We can sleep anywhere. This mattress is

back to my room now. You

shut the door to her room,

the house’s shabby condition, the

by the wall, and he could hear the conversation between Gwendolyn and Megan on the other side