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.

and have a look at him, Ms.

to him for you

be keeping you

Gwendolyn sighed, doing

the maid,”

something to sober him

” “At once.

sprinted

pulled the thick, furry sleeping gown tighter around her and followed him down

was sprawled on

with alcohol, and his wits

freshener to

prodded him in the knee several times with the sole of her slipper, trying to wake

This isn’t a place for you

back to your Alzer Palace after having your tea!” Charles’s eyelashes

haze of intoxication

toward the sound of Gwendolyn’s voice and caught hold of a corner

her eyes, she snatched her garment out

Charles held

He was brutishly strong.

coursing through her head at the thought of seeing Nico covered in blood from the torture

the maid,

him two merciless

dealt in quick succession, rang out

stinging with pain, Charles became

his grip on

flaming cheeks, tender with pain, while gazing slowly

Gwendolyn raised her

him, she regarded

middle of the night with a drunken tantrum? Now that you’re awake, get the h*ll

began sobbing

tinged red, were

with the handprints on his cheeks, he looked as if he had emerged from an

fall, yet she remained

can drop

Get out.

even air freshener

gaze, she turned toward the

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

you to shoot an

we made snowmen and held snowball

happy back

Gwendolyn froze, though she

the depths of nostalgic reverie, Charles felt his tears pouring

“I am a b*stard.

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

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

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