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?”

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

all over for the past two days. He

moment of rumination, he turned to look at the sorrowful Jasmine and Lucas, who seemed to have no appetite

your faces? Are you not hungry? If you’re not, go back to your rooms and stop hovering in my line of sight.”

both answered in unison before hurrying out of the dining room, not wanting to spend another extra second

that, Craig dismissed the housekeepers and butler too.

only ones left in the spacious

the long dining table to the empty seat beside Craig, but he did not sit down.

brother was still sensible, so his gloomy expression softened. “Tell me.

and he spoke

with an international arrest warrant and kicked up a fuss on the day of my wedding with Gwen. He

about this.

kill me. Her bullet went sideways instead of hitting my heart, but Cedrick didn’t know about it. Thinking that I’m dead, he threw my body at a nearby mountain. He didn’t even bother burying me, hoping that the wolves would feed

snorted. “That sounds like something Cedrick would

then lowered his gaze.

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

Charles’ story. Then, he sighed, seemingly wistful.

You, my brother, have good looks, brains, and combat

getting detected by Cedrick in making

beside him, motioning

suffered much under Cedrick’s hands, so he was

you, Craig.” Charles

Cedrick is the reason for your downfall, but he’s thriving in

not!” Charles hissed, tightening his fists as the murderous

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 it means giving up

while and mulled over Charles’ words. Then,

I really 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.

Cedrick’s even messing with you?”

fury in

the deputy director for a long time. Do you not want to be the director one day and have Cedrick submit to you instead? Don’t you want to take back the right that belongs

Craig was silent.

was close to losing his mind. In fact, he wished

was stare at his half-brother and narrow his eyes, seemingly lost in his