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

of despair and charm, and even with blood

preferred to endure a harsh beating from Nico now rather than wait

full well which outcome was best for him, he smiled and asked, “Is

tone carried a sense

grabbed his shoulders and

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

plastered on his face, and he seemed unfazed by the

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

the field. Gwendolyn was injured and unconscious, so Megan brought her

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

himself for not being by

he still couldn’t be sure whether Gwendolyn had actually lost her memories based on her behavior earlier. I’m afraid I’d have to

“We’re going back.”

away and began walking back up the path they came from. However, the two men behind him made no move to

on a smile and said, “Cedrick, you should head back

and I’m

your limits. If you stay out

Cedrick.

Charles returned to the house one after

rolling up his sleeves as he walked into

face was ashen, but besides the bruise by the corner of his lips that was there before he left the house,

eyes were slightly unfocused as well, and he

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

Megan, who was holding a basin, happened

his posture to a normal one, for Megan had

the matter? Why do you look so battered

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

think I’m just feeling dizzy because of how cold it

asked in concern. “I have some medicine in the house. Let

strong, and I’ll be fine after

still apparent. “Are you

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

couldn’t help snickering before clicking

that won’t do. You’ll need to train

merely grunted in response and straightened

behind him, making the

stood rooted by the

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

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

Megan.

room now.

the

house’s shabby

wall, and he could hear the conversation between Gwendolyn