Wooing My Ex-Wife

The Newton residence was the only one still buzzing with activity deep into the night.

Karl had asked for a doctor from the A&E department to come.

Charles body was covered in blood, and he seemed severely injured. However, he was whipped by a cane, so his injuries were only external, not internal

Methodically, the doctor cleaned the bloodstains with saline water before applying medicine to the wounds. He then bandaged grave wounds and inserted an anti-inflammatory pill into the mouth of the Charles.

Even though Charles wasn’t fully conscious, he never said anything that would disadvantage his situation. After the treatment was done, the doctor left.

Jasmine sat next to his bed and sobbed “Why did you do that right after you returned here, Charles? Are you truly willing to toss away your life for Gwendolyn?”

While she wasn’t sure of the details, she did receive a general summary of the situation from Gwendolyn. Hence, she more or less guessed why Charles tried to steal Karl’s keys.

Charles was in so much pain that he couldn’t move from his bed. Weakly narrowing his eyes, he turned his sight toward the white curtain with pursed lips. Yes, I was willing to take the risk for Gwendolyn. However, she’s not the sole reason I’m doing this. There’s something new I want to try getting my hands on.

Meanwhile, Jasmine continued to weep as she watched him lost in his thoughts.

Too many things had happened in a relatively short period, which was why she had gotten gloomy and cried more times than in the past years combined.

“You should rest, Jasmine. I’m fine.” Charles looked pale and closed his eyes tiredly.

“Okay. You should sleep early, Charles. I’ll find a way to plead Craig for mercy on your behalf.” Upon finishing her sentence, Jasmine left the room.

The pain and exhaustion were so overwhelming that Charles fell asleep shortly after.

A few hours later, he was woken up by a bodyguard. “You should wake up. Mr. Charles. Mr. Craig is inviting you to the garden.”

Charles felt his head splitting apart as he struggled to open his eyes. He was still so weak that he couldn’t sit up

The edges of his lips curved upward mockingly. While I survived last night’s ordeal, today’s new torture and interrogation have barely begun.

he had woken up but had no intention of leaving the bed. Thus, they carried him downstairs by the

took stretched

the second floor, so he arrived at the bottom

path in the garden and forced

him. to sit straight “Mr. Craig said that if

his fists, Charles took a deep breath and straightened his back under

later, the first thing Jasmine did after waking up and dressing up was visit

his room was wide open, and no one was inside. Even

and asked in a panic, “Where’s Charles? Where did

think he’s in the garden,” replied the

building, she saw Charles’ face looking pale and on the verge of collapsing in

for mercy. However. Karl blocked her path. “There’s no point in meeting with Mr. Craig, Ms. Jasmine. Mr. Charles losing the key and the item

Jasmine turned to Charles, at a loss for what to do next. “What do I do, then? What

as he refuses to reveal the location of the stolen item. He’ll be punished in

stared at him in shock. She didn’t expect Craig to be that merciless. “It’s not even confirmed that Charles is the culprit! How can Craig do this? Charles

wish to help Mr. Charles, you should convince him to speak

finishing his sentence, he

of sight was affixed

longer and dropped to the

he was lifted by the two bodyguards again and forced to

and pure worldview was on the verge of collapse. A military man’s torture methods are

a few moments of internal debate, she returned to her room

Gwendolyn was

if he had just drunk a can

for a few hours before

slumber, which was why she didn’t

Cedrick, who just stepped