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?”

Bureau of Investigation are trying to hit me.

air of despair and charm, and even with blood

rather than wait for Cedrick

outcome was best for him, he smiled and asked, “Is this

a

grabbed his shoulders and

all night and tear your smug face apart. I’d like to see what you’re going to use to

plastered on his face, and he seemed unfazed

Cedrick’s anger dissipated, he asked somberly, “Do you know why Gwenny

anything herself. I asked Megan about it, and she said she found Gwendolyn in the field.

kind

heart clenched. He was frustrated at himself for not being by Gwendolyn’s side

earlier. I’m afraid I’d have to bring her to the hospital for a checkup. That’ll have to

“We’re going back.”

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

and said, “Cedrick, you should head back first. I’d like to talk

and I’m still not satisfied

your limits. If you stay out here for

Cedrick.

later, Nico and Charles

he walked into the house, seemingly

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

eyes were slightly unfocused as well, and he silently made his way further into

night in her room, which was further inside the house.

was holding a basin, happened

should correct his posture to a normal one, for Megan had already

do you

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

smile and muttered, “I’m fine. I think I’m just feeling dizzy because of how

catch a cold?” Megan asked in concern. “I have some medicine in the house. Let me

fine. I’m quite strong, and I’ll be fine after a good night’s

her concern still apparent. “Are you

and explained, “I have some back muscle issues. It’s an old problem. Don’t worry; it’s

snickering

old, but your back muscles are already giving out? My, that won’t do. You’ll need to

grunted in response and straightened his back before returning to

door shut behind him, making the

tell that he was angry, and she stood rooted by the door for

comment on

tell me if you’re not comfortable sleeping on the floor. I’ll

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

my room now.

the

to the house’s shabby condition, the

the wall, and he could hear the conversation between Gwendolyn and