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”

I don’t have many men’s clothes at home. My parents passed away while they were at sea some

she had only

had clearly been challenging

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

seemed a

from the room, he found a bowl of freshly cooked oatmeal waiting for him

offered it to him, saying, “Your body needs nourishment. I’ll go catch some fish tomorrow

simple bowl of plain oatmeal 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

head and said, “My grandmother and I rely on each other, and we don’t have much extra income. Having a house like this

tinged her words as she spoke

smiled warmly, his eyes involuntarily focusing on her face each

as though he saw a different person in her.

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

dress, emitted a gentle and calming aura.

living in a fishing village, she managed

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

awakening to the sound of approaching

his precious phoenix eyes. In his daze, he saw a

“Gwen… Gwen…”

to life before his eyes. Her graceful curves resembled

her radiant charm, lost in thought, seemingly

Gwendolyn without Cedrick by

been giving you these past few days were meant to detoxify your body.

brought Charles back from his

only then that he realized he mistook Winona for

dreams were frequently filled with memories of his decade-long companionship with Gwendolyn,

rudeness.” Charles quickly stood up, regaining his gentlemanly demeanor as he picked up the medicinal soup and downed

Winona replied with

all thanks to you. If there’s ever anything the fishing village needs my help with in

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