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”

while they were at sea some time ago, and there

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

clearly been challenging for

a 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

seemed a bit

a bowl of freshly cooked oatmeal waiting for him

to him, saying, “Your body needs nourishment. I’ll go catch some fish tomorrow to help

simple 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 cleanliness.

examining the house, Winona lowered her head and said, “My grandmother and I rely on each other, and we don’t have much

as she spoke about her simple life.

his eyes involuntarily focusing on her face each

though he saw a different person

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

light green long dress, emitted a gentle and calming aura.

village, she managed to keep herself neat and

in a quarter of an hour With great care, she carried the

gradually awakening to the sound of approaching footsteps, stirred from

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

“Gwen… Gwen…”

to life before his eyes. Her

charm, lost in thought, seemingly forgetting his surroundings, his

without

I’ve been giving you these past few days were meant to detoxify your body. Today’s dose will

voice immediately brought Charles back from

that he realized he

companionship with Gwendolyn, likely due to spending so

gentlemanly demeanor as he picked up the medicinal soup and downed it

no harm done,” Winona replied with

recovered now, all thanks to you. If there’s ever anything the fishing village needs my help with in the future,

or refused his kindness. “It just so happens that we could use more help on the