The Ex and Her Riches

Charles was stunned.

In the end, Winona waved her hand before him and asked in confusion, “Sir? Sir? Are you listening to what I’m saying?”

At that, Charles snapped back to reality. He took the medicine from her and gulped it down without hesitation.

He was well aware that if she had been sent by Leonardo, she would have killed him long ag instead of taking care of him until now.

After drinking the medicinal brew, a bit of brown liquid lingered at the corner of his mouth. Winona quickly took out her handkerchief to wipe away the stain.

She soon realized her behavior might have been inappropriate. She quickly explained, “Sir, this handkerchief is clean, it’s not a rag.”

Seeing her flushed cheeks, Charles weakly curled his lips into a teasing smile. “If I were to say your actions just now have charmed me, would you take responsibility?”

“Sir… I…”

Winona’s cheeks grew even redder, and she became more flustered.

Charles quickly clarified, “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean anything else. Thank you for saving me. My name is Charles. What’s yours?

“W-Winona.”

Her cheeks remained as red as apples, and she grew more cautious in her movements.

In this state, she looked rather adorable.

At that moment, Charles found himself captivated by the girl before him, who bore a striking resemblance to Gwendolyn. His thoughts kept drifting.

Despite the unbearable pain from his gunshot wound, Charles mustered the strength to lift the quilt and discovered he was only in his underwear.

He was rendered speechless, his handsome brows furrowing with sudden embarrassment.

“Excuse me, could you please find me some clothes? I’d like to get out of bed and move around”

passed away while they were at sea some time

murmured to herself as she searched. Charles realized that she had only her

clearly been challenging for

look at these clothes and see if they fit. Don’t worry, they’re clean,” Winona said as she handed Charles a set of dark-colored clothes. Her cheeks flushed slightly as

attire seemed a bit outdated.

bowl of freshly cooked oatmeal waiting for him on the

nourishment. I’ll go

bowl of plain oatmeal smelled incredibly inviting to Charles, and he finished it in just a few

decor, noting that despite the house’s age, it was impeccably clean, a testament to the homeowner’s dedication to

grandmother and I rely on each other, and we don’t have much extra income. Having a house like this to live in

as she spoke about her

his eyes involuntarily focusing

saw a different

dawn, black smoke rose from the chimney, and a faint medicinal aroma

light green long dress, emitted

fishing village, she managed to keep herself neat and

uning it to be ready in a quarter of an hour With great care, she carried the medicinal soup and approached

gradually awakening to the sound of approaching footsteps, stirred from hist

opened his precious phoenix eyes. In his daze, he saw a familiar figure approaching his

“Gwen… Gwen…”

before his eyes. Her

entranced by her radiant charm, lost in thought, seemingly forgetting his surroundings, his identity, with only

without Cedrick by her

you awake now? Come on, take your medicine. The ones I’ve been giving you these past few days were meant to detoxify your body. Today’s dose will be the last, just to

brought Charles back from his chaotic reverie.

that he realized he mistook Winona for Gwendolyn

decade-long companionship with Gwendolyn, likely

and I apologize for my earlier rudeness.” Charles quickly stood up, regaining his gentlemanly demeanor as he picked up the medicinal soup and downed

Winona replied with a

the fishing

refused his kindness. “It just so happens that we could