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”

away while they were at sea some

she searched. Charles realized that she had only her

had clearly been challenging for

as she handed

a

a bowl of freshly cooked oatmeal waiting for

body needs nourishment. I’ll go catch some fish

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

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

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

she spoke about her

warmly, his eyes involuntarily focusing on her face each time.

though he saw a different

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

long dress, emitted a

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

of approaching

his precious phoenix eyes. In his daze, he saw a familiar figure approaching

“Gwen… Gwen…”

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

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

was a Gwendolyn without Cedrick by

you awake now? Come on, take your medicine. The ones I’ve been giving you these past few days were meant to detoxify your body. Today’s dose will be the last, just to reinforce

Charles back from his chaotic

was only then that he realized he mistook Winona for Gwendolyn

dreams were frequently filled with memories of his decade-long companionship with Gwendolyn, likely due to spending so much time with Winona.

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

harm done,” Winona replied with

fishing village needs my

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. If you don’t mind hard work, would you like