Wooing My Ex-Wife

Chapter 352

Gwendolyn scowled at the abrupt manner she had been roused and turned to face the other side.

Jonah kept knocking, seemingly intent on hammering down her door if she did not answer it soon.

Irritated by the racket, Gwendolyn flung aside her quilt.

She slipped on her slippers and donned a thick sleeping gown before answering the door.

“What does he want this time?” she demanded, glaring at Jonah with a look of irritated disgust.

“Mr. Lund isn’t messing around this time, Ms. Harris.

He visited a bar this afternoon and spent the day drinking.

He even sent us away.

When I went back for him earlier tonight, I found him drunk as a skunk with your name on his lips.

So, the only thing I could do was to bring him here to you.

” Gwendolyn was impassive.

Cold, even.

“Give him something to sober up, then, or get him a doctor who would give him a jab.

What good will it do sending him to me? I’m not a doctor.

” She was about to shut the door after her speech, but Jonah threw himself against the frame.

“Please see him.

He would feel much better in your presence.

” Gwendolyn’s frostiness did not dissipate.

“I’m under house arrest because of him.

He wouldn’t let me out of this house.

What if he sobers up tomorrow and accuses me of misbehaving? Wouldn’t that be unfair to me?” “Uh…” Jonah was conflicted.

He gave the matter a moment of serious thought before suggesting, “Why don’t I bring him to your room?” “No way! I can’t stand the stench of alcohol on him.

You’d better get back to Alzer Palace.

” Jonah fell silent.

“Gwen.

Gwen…” Charles’ voice, slurred by booze and laced with melancholy, traveled up the stairs from the living room below.

Jonah was near tears.

down and have a look at him, Ms.

to him for you

him to be keeping you

doing her best

maid,” she

something

” “At once.

sprinted down

tighter around her and followed him

sprawled on the

flushed with alcohol, and

Gwendolyn sprayed some organic freshener to mask the stench of alcohol

times with the sole of her slipper,

Charles! This isn’t a place for you

your Alzer Palace after

of intoxication receded

sound of Gwendolyn’s voice and caught hold of

disgust in her

go!” Charles

He was brutishly strong.

the thought of seeing Nico covered in blood from the torture that morning

the

her hand, she gave him two merciless slaps across his chiseled

quick succession, rang

pain,

he loosen his grip on her shirt and sat up on

his flaming cheeks, tender

Gwendolyn raised her

she regarded him with a

my sleep by turning up here in the middle of the night with a drunken tantrum? Now that you’re awake, get the h*ll lost!” Charles hung his head, pretending not to

he began

eyes, now tinged red, were filled with

on his cheeks, he looked as if

his tears fall,

can drop

Get out.

even air freshener

disgusted gaze, she turned toward the

you to the horse race on the steppes, Gwen? In the summer, I

you to shoot an arrow, brandish a

winter, we made snowmen and held snowball

were happy

though she did

nostalgic reverie, Charles felt his

“I am a b*stard.

conceal my identity, I had no standing in the Newton family as I had

care much about me, so I was forced to stand up

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