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”

but I don’t have many men’s clothes at home. My parents passed away while they were at sea some time ago, and there aren’t many of their

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

had clearly been challenging

as she

seemed a bit outdated.

he emerged from the room, he found a bowl of freshly cooked

needs nourishment. I’ll go catch some fish tomorrow to help you

Charles, and he finished it in just

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

other, and we don’t have much

tinged her words as she spoke about her simple

involuntarily focusing on her face each

he saw a

the crack of dawn, black smoke rose from the chimney, and

a light green long dress, emitted

in a fishing village, she managed

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

of approaching footsteps, stirred from hist

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

“Gwen… Gwen…”

green attire, she seemed like Gwendolyn came to life before his eyes. Her

seemingly forgetting his surroundings, his identity, with only Gwendolyn before him.

without Cedrick by her

these past few days were meant to

Charles back from his chaotic

only then that he realized he mistook Winona for Gwendolyn

memories of his decade-long companionship with

regaining his gentlemanly demeanor as he picked up the medicinal soup and downed it in one gulp.

no harm done,” Winona replied with

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.”

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