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”

My parents passed away while they were at sea some time ago, and there aren’t many of their clothes

to herself as she searched. Charles realized that she had only her grandmother to rely

been challenging for

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

seemed a bit

bowl of freshly cooked oatmeal waiting for him on

needs nourishment. I’ll go catch some fish tomorrow

simple bowl of plain oatmeal smelled incredibly inviting to Charles, and he finished it

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

“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 big city, aren’t

as she spoke

warmly, his eyes involuntarily focusing

saw a

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

dress, emitted a

a fishing village, she managed to keep herself neat and tidy

traditional medicine in a small pot, carefully uning it to be ready in a quarter of an hour With

of approaching footsteps,

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

“Gwen… Gwen…”

like Gwendolyn came to life before his eyes. Her graceful curves resembled

her radiant charm, lost in thought, seemingly forgetting his

without Cedrick by her

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

unfamiliar voice immediately brought Charles

then that he realized he

with memories of his decade-long companionship with Gwendolyn,

Charles quickly stood up, regaining his gentlemanly demeanor as he picked

done,” Winona replied with a

ever anything the fishing village needs my help

spending 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