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

that she had only her

clearly been

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 she left the

seemed a bit outdated.

bowl of freshly cooked oatmeal waiting for him

I’ll go catch some fish tomorrow to help you replenish.”

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

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

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 you?”

she spoke about her simple life.

involuntarily focusing

though he saw a

rose from the

light green long dress,

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

the traditional 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

the sound of approaching footsteps, stirred from

phoenix eyes. In his daze, he saw a

“Gwen… Gwen…”

before

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

was a Gwendolyn without Cedrick by her

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

brought Charles

only then that he realized he mistook Winona

memories of his decade-long companionship with Gwendolyn, likely due to spending so

apologize for my earlier rudeness.” Charles quickly stood up, regaining his gentlemanly

harm done,” Winona replied with a faint smile.

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

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