Wooing My Ex-Wife

Chapter 350 Get Married.

Charles froze for a moment, not knowing what to say. I’ve done so much, but you’re saying I shouldn’t expect anything in return? Why shouldn’t I expect her to reciprocate? It doesn’t make sense to me

He released Nico, cleaned his hand with a wet towel, and responded indifferently. “Her feelings toward me don’t matter. She is meant to be mine, and as we spend more time together, she’ll inevitably be moved and marry me!”

After tossing away the wet towel, he glanced at the people beside him. “Keep hitting him. Show him our hospitality.”

After issuing the command, Charles turned and walked away. Soon after, the chilling sound of a whip cutting through flesh echoed once more, causing a shudder to run through anyone who heard it.

Charles showed no expression and left the dungeon without looking back.

The next morning. Gwendolyn was awakened by the roaring sound of cars outside her window.

Feeling groggy, she disregarded the sounds and rolled over, attempting to go back to sleep.

In the past, she would not have been able to sleep at such a critical moment, but the physical burden brought by her pregnancy was beyond her control.

After sleeping for another five minutes, someone knocked on her room door.

It was Charles. “Gwen, freshen up. I’ll bring you to meet Nico in the dungeon.”

Gwendolyn’s drowsiness disappeared in an instant. She sat up on the bed the called out through the door. “Are you serious?”

She found it difficult to believe that he would allow her to meet Nico so easily. Or does he have some hidden agenda?

Charles’ voice carried a cheerful tone, and a smile played on his lips. “I mean it. I’ll wait for you in the living hall downstairs. Come down once you’re ready.”

Gwendolyn promptly got out of bed and efficiently started getting ready.

Regardless of Charles’ intentions, the ability to see Nico and ensure his safety was always a favorable

outcome.

She descended the stairs without makeup, showcasing her natural beauty. The white fox fur coat she wore further enhanced her innocent and pure appearance.

moment when

like a journey back in time. Gwendolyn, once again, exuded the same innocence and beauty she had seven years ago, emanating

and adjusted her coat.

a hand warmer. “The dungeon is cold and humid. You have

cast a doubtful glance at him but did not give him and

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warmer is safe

Gwendolyn accepted it.

entered the car in silence, one in front and the other behind,

dungeon was permeated with a strong odor of blood and had a high level of humidity. Gwendolyn fought the urge to vomit as she silently trailed behind Charles, walking toward a cell situated at the far end of the dungeon.

on the iron door of the

saw Nico, half-suspended by ropes, covered in blood.

semi-conscious state, appeared pale and weak, his

monster, Charles!” Gwendolyn’s eyes reddened. She wanted to slap him at that moment, but he quickly grabbed her wrist, holding it

for now. But it upsets me to see how much more you care about Cedrick’s lackey than you

resentment.

either! If you dare to deceive me, I’ll give Nico two bottles of sulfuric acid, just like what Cedrick

pregnancy, he carefully released his grip on Gwendolyn’s wrist. It was a rare moment of restraint for him as he refrained from

much that even breathing became difficult. She forcefully

obediently in the small apartment. No tricks on our wedding day either. Once the wedding is over, I’ll honor my word and release Nico, sending him back to Chanaea with the antidote. This is my

her lips tightly.

reasonable deal, using herself as a bargaining chip to

my sincerity in marrying you…” Gwendolyn paused, slowly slipping off the emerald ring from her finger. Placing it in her palm, she extended her hand toward Charles, offering him the symbol of

was the only close-range weapon she had for self-defense. She willingly surrendered it to Charles as

Today, I will arrange for a doctor to come and treat him. He will also be taken care of with good food and drink. Are you happy with this

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better keep your promise,”

grinned, extending his hand to check the temperature of the hand warmer “Let’s go. The dungeon is too cold for you,

filled with sympathy for Nico as she cast him a sorrowful look before turning away and leaving

left, Nico’s hands, which had been suspended all night, were finally

pain jolted him awake. His arm was dislocated, making it difficult for him to exert any strength.