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?”

big shots of the Federal Bureau of Investigation are trying to hit me. Do you

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

rather than wait for Cedrick

for him, he smiled and asked, “Is this enough

carried a sense of

Nico grabbed his shoulders and slammed him hard

face apart. I’d like to see what you’re going to use to

plastered on his face, and

dissipated, he asked somberly, “Do you know why

said she found Gwendolyn in the field. Gwendolyn was injured and

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

at himself for not

her memories based on her behavior earlier. I’m

“We’re going back.”

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

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

I’m still

“Know your limits. If you stay out here for too

Cedrick.

and Charles returned to the house one after

his sleeves as he walked

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

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

past few days, Megan 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 staying with Gwendolyn during

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

was too late by the time Charles realized he should correct his posture to a

Why do you

who would spend the night in the living room were on their phones,

think I’m

Megan asked in concern. “I have some medicine in

I’ll be

a once-over, her concern still apparent. “Are you really just dizzy? Why

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

snickering

only thirty 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

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

slammed the door shut behind him, making the unsteady wooden

that he was angry, and she stood rooted by

a bad temper, and he won’t let anyone comment on his health even though he knows it’s bad. Do go and get some sleep. It’s rather

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

bobbed his head and smiled. “Don’t worry, Megan. We can sleep

be going back to my room

that, she shut the door to her

house’s shabby condition, the soundproofing was

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