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.

have a look

to him for

wouldn’t want him to be keeping you awake, I’m

doing her best

maid,” she

together something to sober

” “At once.

sprinted down the

sleeping gown tighter around her

was sprawled

with alcohol,

her nose with her sleeve, Gwendolyn sprayed some organic freshener to

knee several times with

up, Charles! This isn’t a place for

to your Alzer Palace

of intoxication

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

able to conceal the disgust in her eyes,

Charles

He was brutishly strong.

her head at the thought of seeing Nico covered in

left to wake the maid,

him two merciless slaps across

quick succession,

pain, Charles became

he loosen his grip on her

his flaming cheeks, tender with pain,

Gwendolyn raised

regarded

my sleep by turning up here in the middle of the night with a drunken tantrum? Now that you’re awake,

he began

blue eyes, now tinged red,

handprints on his cheeks, he looked as if he had emerged from an altercation worse

tears fall, yet

drop your

Get out.

so badly that not even air freshener can

disgusted gaze, she turned toward the stairs, but Charles

to the horse race on the steppes, Gwen? In

fall, I taught you to shoot an arrow, brandish a whip, and

made snowmen and

were happy

froze, though she did not turn

depths of nostalgic reverie, Charles felt

“I am a b*stard.

I had no standing in the Newton family as I had many

me, so I was forced to stand up for

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