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”

many men’s clothes at home. My parents passed away while they were

that she had only her grandmother to rely on in life.

clearly been challenging for Winona.

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

attire seemed a

he emerged from the room, he 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

smelled incredibly inviting to Charles, and he finished it in just a few mouthfuls.

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

house, Winona lowered her head and said, “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

she spoke about her simple

focusing on her face each time.

saw

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

a light green long dress, emitted a gentle

living in a fishing village, she managed to keep

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

to the sound of

his precious phoenix eyes. In his daze, he saw

“Gwen… Gwen…”

life before his eyes. Her graceful

in thought, seemingly forgetting his surroundings, his identity, with only Gwendolyn before

a Gwendolyn without Cedrick by

giving you these past few days were meant to detoxify your body. Today’s dose will

brought Charles back from his chaotic

realized he mistook Winona for Gwendolyn once again.

memories of his decade-long companionship with Gwendolyn,

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

done,” Winona replied with a

the fishing village

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