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”

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

Charles realized that she had only her grandmother

been challenging for Winona.

clean,” Winona said as she handed Charles

seemed a bit outdated.

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

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

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

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

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 simple

involuntarily focusing

as though he saw a different person

smoke rose from the chimney, and a

dress, emitted a

in a fishing village, she managed to keep

quarter of an hour With great care, she

the sound of approaching footsteps, stirred

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

“Gwen… Gwen…”

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

in thought, seemingly forgetting

Gwendolyn without Cedrick

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 the effects.”

Charles back

he realized he mistook Winona for Gwendolyn once again.

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

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

harm done,” Winona replied with a

fully recovered now, all thanks to you. If there’s ever anything the fishing village needs my help

so happens that we could use more help on the farm at home. If you don’t mind hard work, would you like