Wooing My Ex-Wife

How awkwardly did he have to fall to end up hitting the corner of his lips in the process?

Everyone present knew what had actually happened, but they tactfully kept silent as they lifted their utensils and dug in.

After the meal, Gwendolyn went to help Megan with the dishes.

As the men were going to discuss some matters, they grabbed a kerosene lamp and headed out.

The atmosphere was incredibly tense as they walked along the quiet village path.

The three of them walked in complete silence. It wasn’t until they could no longer see the house that Cedrick, who was leading the way, came to a stop.

He then turned around abruptly, his dark eyes shooting Charles a hostile glare.

Charles stuffed his hands in his pocket, calm and casual as ever.

The very sight of his face made Cedrick’s blood boil, and he called out grimly, “Nico.”

Nico instantly understood what Cedrick wanted without needing the latter to spell things out. He took two quick steps forward to grab Charles’ collar and clenched his fist, ready to punch Charles’ face.

Cedrick gave Nico a glance and reminded him, “Don’t hit me in the face. It’ll be too obvious.”

Nico’s fist halted midair and soon changed direction to hit Charles’ stomach.

He swung his fist several times, each time increasing in intensity.

Charles offered no defense or resistance. He remained silent, tightly furrowing his brows, enduring the immense pain inflicted upon him. Only when a metallic scent rushed up his throat did he finally turn his head to the side, coughing out a mouthful of blood.

Nico stopped and let go of his collar. Still not satisfied, he shoved the latter.

Charles stumbled back, leaning heavily against the tree behind him. With one hand pressed against the tree trunk for support, he coughed violently, trying to regain his breath.

Blood seeped out from the corner of his lips, and his face paled. He was in terrible pain.

The sight of Charles’ miserable expression lightened Cedrick’s mood. “I can’t believe you had the audacity to pretend to be Gwenny’s husband. If Gwenny believed you, you would’ve fled with her, right?”

Charles wiped the blood from his lips and licked his teeth. A flippant smile appeared on his face.

“No way, Mr. Jenson. I was just teasing Gwen. Who would’ve thought that even without her memories, she’d still be so sharp?”

Cedrick knitted his brows and gritted his teeth. “You’re asking for it.”

With that, Nico took another step forward and pinned Charles against the tree before punching him several times in the stomach again.

The pain was agonizing, and Charles coughed uncontrollably, but he clenched his jaw and didn’t make a sound.

Cedrick glanced at him coldly. “Why aren’t you dodging?”

of the Federal Bureau of Investigation are trying to

an air of despair and charm, and even

now rather than wait for Cedrick to throw him back into another

outcome was best for him, he smiled and asked, “Is this enough to

a sense of

and slammed him hard against

wish I could beat you up all night and tear your smug face apart. I’d like to see what you’re going to use to charm Gwendolyn without this

plastered on his face, and he seemed unfazed by

dissipated, he asked somberly, “Do you know

said she found Gwendolyn in the field. Gwendolyn was injured and unconscious, so Megan brought

in some kind of accident while escaping? Is that how she got

at himself for not being by Gwendolyn’s side

I’m

“We’re going back.”

began walking back up the path they came from. However, the two men behind him made no move to follow. He turned to

on a smile and said, “Cedrick, you should head back first. I’d like to talk to Charles in

annoying, and I’m still not

Cedrick said nothing else but, “Know your limits. If

it, Cedrick.

minutes later, Nico and Charles returned to the house

sleeves as he walked

was supporting himself against the doorframe, limping. His face was ashen, but besides the bruise by the corner of his lips that was there before he left the house, there

slightly unfocused as well, and he silently made

accommodating Charles by offering him to spend the night in her room, which was further inside

Megan, who was holding a basin, happened to bump into

the time Charles realized he should correct his posture to

Why do you look so battered

who would spend the night in the living room were on their phones, acting as though his condition had nothing to do

forced out a smile and muttered, “I’m fine. I think I’m just feeling dizzy because of how cold it was

concern. “I have some medicine in

I’m quite strong, and I’ll be fine after

concern still apparent. “Are you

It’s an old problem. Don’t worry; it’s

help snickering

won’t do. You’ll need to train more and improve your health, or else your

darkened, but he merely grunted in response and

behind him, making

that he was angry, and she stood rooted by the door for a long while

He has a bad temper, and he won’t let anyone comment on his health even though he knows it’s bad. Do go and

of you should rest earlier too. Feel free to tell

Megan. We

going back to my room now.

that, she shut the door

the house’s shabby condition,

and he could hear the conversation between Gwendolyn