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”

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 left.”

that she had only

been challenging for

clothes and see if they fit. Don’t worry, they’re clean,” Winona said as she handed Charles a set of dark-colored clothes.

attire seemed a bit

of freshly cooked oatmeal waiting for

nourishment. I’ll go catch some fish tomorrow to

smelled incredibly inviting to Charles, and he finished it in

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

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

tinged her words as she spoke

eyes involuntarily focusing on

as though he saw a different person in her.

morning, at the crack of dawn, black smoke rose from the chimney, and a faint medicinal aroma

in a light green long dress, emitted

a fishing village, she managed to keep herself neat and

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

the sound of approaching footsteps, stirred from hist slumber.

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

“Gwen… Gwen…”

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, with only Gwendolyn before

Gwendolyn without Cedrick by her side.

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

Charles back

was only then that he realized he mistook Winona for Gwendolyn once

with memories of his decade-long companionship with Gwendolyn,

his gentlemanly

harm done,” Winona

ever anything the fishing village needs my help with in the future, I’ll do my best

around Charles. She no longer held back or refused his kindness. “It just so happens that we