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”

course, but I don’t have many men’s clothes at home. My parents passed away while they were at sea some time ago, and there aren’t many of their clothes

that she had only her grandmother to rely

had clearly been challenging for

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

attire seemed a bit outdated.

bowl of freshly cooked oatmeal waiting for

I’ll go catch some fish tomorrow to help you

plain oatmeal smelled incredibly inviting to Charles, and

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

and we don’t have much extra income. Having a house like this to

she spoke about her simple life.

eyes involuntarily focusing on her face each

was as though he saw a different person in her.

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

long dress, emitted

she managed to keep herself neat and tidy

it to be ready in a quarter of an hour With great care, she carried the medicinal soup and approached the room

of approaching footsteps, stirred from hist

precious phoenix eyes. In his daze, he saw a

“Gwen… Gwen…”

her light green attire, she seemed like Gwendolyn came to life before

radiant charm, lost in thought, seemingly forgetting his surroundings, his identity, with only

a Gwendolyn without Cedrick

you these past few days were meant to detoxify your body. Today’s dose will be the last, just to

unfamiliar voice immediately brought Charles back

was only then that he realized he mistook

decade-long companionship with Gwendolyn, likely due to spending so much time with

I apologize for my earlier rudeness.” Charles quickly stood up, regaining his gentlemanly demeanor as he picked up the medicinal soup and downed it in

harm done,” Winona replied with

you. If there’s ever anything the fishing village

these past few days together, Winona had become more comfortable around Charles. She no longer held back or refused his kindness. “It just so happens that we could use more help on the farm at home. If you don’t mind