Wooing My Ex-Wife

She began to grow nervous at his prolonged silence.

“Are you still there, Mister? You didn’t faint, did you?”

“No.” Nico closed his eyes wearily. “I’m exhausted and would like to take a nap,” he murmured.

“No! Don’t fall asleep!”

She banged madly on the wall to keep him awake. “You’re badly hurt, and you might never wake up if you fall asleep!”

Nico was amused.

Having been training in the barracks with Cedrick from a young age, he would not die that easily.

Aside from Cedrick and Gwendolyn, she was the first person who cared so deeply for him without knowing who he was. It gave him a warm, fuzzy feeling.

“Mister? Are you asleep? Or are you almost dead?”

An urgent hammering on the wall sounded again.

“No.”

She heaved a sigh of relief. “I’ll keep you company if you’re feeling sleepy. Would you like to hear a story?”

“Do you know any scary ones?”

“Uh… Aren’t we living through one right now?”

Nico gazed weakly about the cell and chuckled.

Indeed, it was quite eerie.

“I know some morbid jokes, Mister.”

“This dungeon is morbid enough.”

“Mine are more morbid than that.”

their chat, the pair passed a pleasant half

stopped when the doctor, who was arranged by Charles,

more, Charles sent Gwendolyn back to the condominium on the outskirts

even reduced the area she was permitted access to from her

only asked him for several books on childcare to

meals, however, Charles did his best to oblige her

two and a half weeks pregnant, Gwendolyn began exhibiting symptoms of morning sickness and drowsiness—signs of hormonal imbalance. In response, Charles employed a female gynecologist who would show up every afternoon to examine her and diagnose the appropriate

at noon, Charles received

“Mother.”

dutifully before her across the

grave expression. “Be honest with me. Is

taken aback. Keeping his gaze fixed on the ground, he

still lying

lost her temper and overturned her unfinished cup to the ground. The coffee splashed

lined with carpet, the impact

table, knelt beside her, and wiped her hand with a damp

felt her rage subside. She spoke

done some digging and found that she is engaged in Chanaea. Besides, I saw the way you looked last night. The child must be fathered by her fiance

his head

was furious. The good impression she

woman like that is not worthy of you. What did she do to you to warrant such devotion

as he wiped her fingers diligently. He

could be when he made up his mind, so she sighed. “Either marry another woman or have her abort the

up at once. “I will either marry her or nobody at

Gwendolyn’s belly, he averted his gaze, and his voice seemed to wilt with defeat. “It will damage her body to put her through an abortion. I would like her to bear this child. If I come to regret it after marrying her, I can simply

you live? You won’t feel the same love for the child as you would your own. What does a woman like that have to offer to

a chord in the sore spot Charles had kept suppressed over

before gazing up mournfully. “Is my existence not a wretched one, Mother? You did this, too, didn’t you? Does

“You little sh*t!”

shock. Enraged, she slapped him across

as she struck him, she gazed at her beloved son to whom she owed so much and regretted it at once. She stroked

causing you so much misery over

clasped her hand and smiled. “It’s all right. It didn’t