Wooing My Ex-Wife

“Who?” Craig questioned, confused.

“It’s our Mr. Charles! He’s… He’s right at the entrance. He’s alive!”

The more Craig listened, the deeper his frown became.

Hence, he propped himself up to stand.

However, the soreness of his arms and thighs forced him back on the chair. Pushing away the thoughts of his pain, he said, “Let him in.”

When everyone in the dining room saw Charles, they paled as if they had seen a ghost.

Out of everyone, Jasmine was the most agitated. Tears welled up in her eyes as she cried out, “Charles, is that really you? You survived?”

Charles’ eyes crinkled. “I was lucky to have survived.”

As his gaze drifted toward Craig and Lucas, he greeted, “Craig, Lucas.”

Lucas nodded numbly.

Craig was the one with the least expression and the most composed.

When he stirred his soup, the spoon and the bowl made a crystalline clanking sound. He somberly asked, “If you were alive, why didn’t you send us a message? Does the Newton family not mean anything to you anymore?”

Charles lowered his head and meekly answered, “I’m sorry. I had to go into hiding in order to survive. I know I’ve done wrong to worry you all.”

Hearing that made Craig feel better. “Forget it. I’m glad you’re back. Have you had your dinner?”

“No.”

Craig glimpsed at the housekeeper beside them and said, “Set the table for Charles.”

“No, it’s fine,” Charles said.

His blue eyes were fixed on Craig.

“Craig, I have something I wish to talk to you in private. Is that okay?”

looked at his brother, he noticed that there was something different in Charles’

Craig was sore all over for the

a moment of rumination, he turned to look at the sorrowful Jasmine and Lucas, who

expressions are those on your faces? Are you not hungry? If you’re not,

of the dining room, not wanting to spend another extra second in

Craig dismissed the

minute, the only ones left in

long dining table to the empty seat beside Craig, but he did

sensible, so

look on his face was apathetic, and he spoke slowly

year ago, Cedrick came after me with an international arrest warrant and kicked up a

and urged, “I know about this. What

to kill me. Her bullet went sideways instead of hitting my heart, but Cedrick didn’t know about it. Thinking that I’m dead,

like something Cedrick

then lowered

as a hunter who happened to be on the mountain saved me. Mother wanted the international court to sanction Gwen later on, and Cedrick tried to send his men to look for my body on the mountain. I fled to Erihal that night, and I’ve been living in countries with low literacy rates, hiding my identity since then.

contented after quietly listening to Charles’ story. Then, he sighed,

combat skills, but

on Charles’ face. “I risked getting detected by Cedrick in making this trip, but it’s worth it to hear that you’re concerned

the seat beside him,

to hear that Charles had suffered much under Cedrick’s hands, so he was subconsciously gentler with Charles.

Charles

reason for your downfall, but he’s thriving in all ways right now-love life, career, and family.

hissed, tightening his fists as the murderous look in his

from me and made me lose everything. I had to suffer because of him, and I can’t even come home. despite having one. If I don’t kill him, I’ll live in hatred forever. As long as you help me, Craig. I’ll do everything you ask me to even if

for a while and mulled over

want to help you, but Cedrick has suspended my work at the Federal Bureau of Investigation. I can only stay at home and wait for more news from the bureau. Therefore, I have to say that there’s nothing I

Cedrick’s even messing with

fury in his eyes was

director one day and have Cedrick submit to you instead? Don’t you want

Craig was silent.

he did. He yearned for a day like that until he was close to

he did was stare at his half-brother and