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?”

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

was sore all over for the past two days. He could not stand.

moment of rumination, he turned to look at the sorrowful

hungry? If you’re not, go back to your rooms and stop hovering in my

of the dining room, not wanting to

the housekeepers and

in the spacious dining room

empty seat beside Craig, but he did not sit down. Instead,

his brother was still sensible, so

was apathetic, and he spoke

ago, Cedrick came after me with an international arrest warrant and kicked up a fuss on the day of my wedding with Gwen. He

the table and urged, “I know about this. What I want to

to 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

sounds like something

lowered

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. I did teaching

quietly listening to Charles’ story. Then,

looks, brains, and combat skills, but Cedrick has ruined you.

on Charles’ face. “I risked getting detected by Cedrick in making this

then pointed at the seat beside him,

that Charles had suffered much under Cedrick’s hands, so

Craig.” Charles

do you have this time? Cedrick is the reason for your downfall, but he’s thriving in all ways

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

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

stirred his soup for a while and mulled over Charles’ words. Then, a stumped

stay at home and wait for more news from the

even messing

in his

to be the director one day and have Cedrick submit to you

Craig was silent.

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

stare at his half-brother and narrow his