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

searched. Charles realized that she had only her

had clearly been challenging

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

attire seemed a bit outdated.

found a bowl of freshly cooked oatmeal waiting for him on the stove.

him, saying, “Your body needs nourishment. I’ll go catch some fish tomorrow to help you replenish.”

Charles, and he

the house’s age, it was impeccably

house, Winona lowered her head and said, “My grandmother and I rely on each other, and we don’t have much

her words as she spoke

his eyes involuntarily focusing on

as though he saw a different

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

light green long dress, emitted a gentle and calming aura.

village, she managed to keep

medicine in a small pot, carefully uning it to be ready in a quarter of an hour With great care, she carried the medicinal soup and approached the room where Charles

of approaching footsteps, stirred from hist

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

“Gwen… Gwen…”

attire, she seemed like Gwendolyn came to life before his eyes. Her graceful curves resembled a beautiful flower in full

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

was a Gwendolyn without Cedrick by her side.

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

brought Charles back from his chaotic

realized he

were frequently filled with memories of his decade-long companionship

quickly stood up, regaining his gentlemanly demeanor

Winona replied with a

fully recovered now, all thanks to you. If there’s ever anything the fishing village needs my help with in the future, I’ll do my best to assist.”

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.