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”

parents passed away while they were

she searched. Charles realized that she had

had clearly been challenging for Winona.

they fit. Don’t worry, they’re clean,” Winona said as she handed Charles

a bit

the room, he found a bowl of freshly cooked oatmeal waiting for him on

saying, “Your body needs nourishment. I’ll go catch some fish tomorrow

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

the room’s decor, noting that despite the house’s age, it was impeccably

rely on each other, and we don’t have much extra income. Having a house like this to

as she spoke about her simple

his eyes involuntarily focusing on her face

saw a different person

smoke rose from the chimney, and a faint medicinal aroma wafted from

long dress, emitted a gentle

a fishing village, she managed to

the traditional medicine in a small pot, carefully uning it to be ready in a quarter of

of approaching footsteps, stirred from hist

fluttered slightly as he opened his precious phoenix eyes. In his daze,

“Gwen… Gwen…”

light green attire, she seemed like Gwendolyn came to life before his eyes. Her graceful curves resembled

by her radiant charm, lost in thought, seemingly forgetting his surroundings, his identity,

without Cedrick by her side.

awake now? Come on, take your medicine. The ones I’ve been giving you these past few days were meant to detoxify your body. Today’s dose will be the last,

immediately brought Charles back from his

was only then that he realized he mistook Winona for

Charles’ dreams were frequently filled with memories of his decade-long companionship with Gwendolyn, likely

up, regaining his gentlemanly demeanor as he picked up the medicinal soup and downed it

no harm done,” Winona replied with a

all thanks to you. If there’s ever anything the fishing village needs my help with

had become more comfortable around Charles. She no longer held back or refused his kindness. “It just so happens