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?”

are trying to hit me. Do you think I could

on his face carried an air of despair and charm, and even with blood on

Nico now rather than wait for Cedrick

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

tone carried a sense

Nico grabbed his shoulders and slammed him hard

could beat you up all night and tear your smug face apart. I’d like to

still plastered on his face, and he seemed

Cedrick’s anger dissipated, he asked somberly,

herself. I asked Megan about it, and she said she found Gwendolyn in the field. Gwendolyn was injured and unconscious, so Megan brought her back out of kindness. She’s been like this ever

hurt? Was she in some kind of accident while escaping?

frustrated at himself for not

still couldn’t be sure whether Gwendolyn had actually lost her memories based on her behavior earlier. I’m afraid I’d

“We’re going back.”

path they came from. However, the two men behind him made no move to follow. He turned to glance at them, his gaze seemingly questioning, Aren’t you

smile and said, “Cedrick, you should head back first. I’d like to

too annoying, and I’m still not satisfied

your limits.

it, Cedrick.

later, Nico and Charles

up his sleeves as he walked into the house, seemingly in

corner of his lips that

well, and he silently made his way

him to spend the night in her room, which was further inside the house. As a result, she had been staying with

the house, Megan, who was

realized he should correct his posture to a normal

matter? Why do

two men who would spend the night in the living room were on their phones, acting as though his condition had

“I’m fine. I think I’m just feeling dizzy because of how cold

you catch a cold?” Megan asked in concern. “I have some medicine in the

quite strong, and I’ll be

still apparent. “Are you

“I have some back muscle issues. It’s an old problem.

snickering before clicking

already giving out? My, that won’t do. You’ll need to train more and improve

darkened, but he merely grunted in response and straightened his back before returning to his room, walking

the door shut behind him, making

he was angry, and she stood rooted by the door

comment on his health even though he knows it’s bad. Do go

rest earlier too. Feel free to tell me if you’re not comfortable sleeping on the floor. I’ll think of a

his head and smiled. “Don’t worry, Megan. We can sleep anywhere.

going back to my room now. You

that, she shut the door to her

shabby

the wall, and he could hear the conversation between