Wooing My Ex-Wife

Charles was stunned.

In the end, Winona waved her hand before him and asked in confusion, “Sir? Sir? Are you listening to what I’m saying?”

At that, Charles snapped back to reality. He took the medicine from her and gulped it down without hesitation.

He was well aware that if she had been sent by Leonardo, she would have killed him long ag instead of taking care of him until now.

After drinking the medicinal brew, a bit of brown liquid lingered at the corner of his mouth. Winona quickly took out her handkerchief to wipe away the stain.

She soon realized her behavior might have been inappropriate. She quickly explained, “Sir, this handkerchief is clean, it’s not a rag.”

Seeing her flushed cheeks, Charles weakly curled his lips into a teasing smile. “If I were to say your actions just now have charmed me, would you take responsibility?”

“Sir… I…”

Winona’s cheeks grew even redder, and she became more flustered.

Charles quickly clarified, “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean anything else. Thank you for saving me. My name is Charles. What’s yours?

“W-Winona.”

Her cheeks remained as red as apples, and she grew more cautious in her movements.

In this state, she looked rather adorable.

At that moment, Charles found himself captivated by the girl before him, who bore a striking resemblance to Gwendolyn. His thoughts kept drifting.

Despite the unbearable pain from his gunshot wound, Charles mustered the strength to lift the quilt and discovered he was only in his underwear.

He was rendered speechless, his handsome brows furrowing with sudden embarrassment.

“Excuse me, could you please find me some clothes? I’d like to get out of bed and move around”

while they were at sea some

as she searched. Charles realized that she had only her

been challenging for Winona.

clean,” Winona said as she handed Charles a set of dark-colored clothes. Her

seemed a

he emerged from the room, he found a bowl of freshly cooked oatmeal waiting for him on the stove.

body needs nourishment. I’ll go catch some fish

simple bowl of plain oatmeal smelled incredibly inviting to Charles, and he finished it in just a few

despite the house’s age, it was impeccably clean, a testament to the homeowner’s dedication to cleanliness.

the house, Winona lowered her head and said, “My grandmother and I rely on each other, and we don’t have much extra income. Having a house like this to live in is already quite good. You must be from a

she spoke

his eyes involuntarily focusing on her

as though he saw

from the chimney, and a faint medicinal aroma wafted from the firewood room.

dress, emitted a gentle and calming aura.

in a fishing village, she managed to keep herself neat

a quarter of an hour With great care, she carried the medicinal soup and approached the room where Charles was resting

awakening to the sound of approaching

he opened his precious phoenix eyes. In his daze, he saw a familiar figure approaching his bedside.

“Gwen… Gwen…”

to life before his eyes.

was entranced by her radiant charm, lost in thought, seemingly forgetting his

without Cedrick by her side.

The ones I’ve been giving you these past few days were meant to detoxify your body.

immediately brought Charles

realized he mistook Winona for Gwendolyn once again.

memories of his decade-long companionship

rudeness.” Charles quickly stood up, regaining his gentlemanly demeanor as he picked up the medicinal soup

done,” Winona replied with

there’s ever anything the fishing village needs my help with

refused his kindness. “It just so happens that we could use more help on the farm at home. If you don’t mind hard work, would