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.

intention of leaving the bed. Thus, they carried him downstairs by the

the bodyguards took stretched his wound,

was located on the second floor, so he

then dragged him to the pebbled path in the garden and forced

Craig said that if you’re

his fists, Charles took a deep breath and

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

to his room was wide open, and no one was inside. Even the bed had

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

he’s in the

Just as she exited the building, she saw Charles’ face looking pale and on the verge

Karl blocked her path. “There’s no point in meeting with Mr. Craig, Ms. Jasmine. Mr. Charles losing the key and the item on the top floor isn’t a small matter. Mr. Craig won’t release him until the

to do next. “What do I

will have to kneel in the garden until the evening without receiving any food or water as long as he refuses to

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

Mr. Charles, you should convince him to speak the truth as soon as possible, Ms. Jasmine. You should

finishing his sentence, he

affixed on

dropped to the ground. The bodyguard next to

he was reawakened, he was lifted by the two bodyguards again

the verge of collapse. A military man’s torture methods are terrifying… I doubt I can convince Charles to spill the truth

few moments of internal debate, she returned to her room and texted

moment, Gwendolyn was still

just drunk a can of energy drink

before he left to

why she didn’t hear the notification on

just stepped