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”

away while they were at sea some time ago,

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

clearly been

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 she

a bit outdated.

room, he found a bowl of freshly cooked oatmeal

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

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

lowered her head and said, “My grandmother and I rely on each other, and we don’t have much extra income. Having a house

as she spoke

involuntarily focusing on her face each time.

saw a different person

smoke rose from the chimney, and a faint medicinal aroma wafted from

in a light green long dress, emitted a

village, she managed to keep herself neat

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

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

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

“Gwen… Gwen…”

like Gwendolyn came to life before his

charm, lost in thought, seemingly forgetting his

Gwendolyn without Cedrick by her

past few days

unfamiliar voice immediately brought Charles back from his

only then that he realized he mistook Winona

were frequently filled with memories of his decade-long companionship with Gwendolyn, likely due to spending so

quickly stood up, regaining his gentlemanly demeanor as he picked up the medicinal soup

done,” Winona replied

ever anything the fishing village needs my help with in the future,

no longer held back or refused his kindness. “It just so happens that we could use more help on the