Wooing My Ex-Wife

“You’ve worked hard today, so why don’t you stay for dinner tonight?”

Charles instinctively reached out and gently held Winona’s wrist. He stared at her meaningfully, causing Winona to feel a bit flustered, and her cheeks flushed red.

She managed to free her wrist from his grasp. With a coy glance, she lifted her skirt, turned, and playfully ran off into the distance.

Observing her retreating figure, a faint smile played at the corners of Charles’ lips as he followed her.

Under the guise of a life-saving favor, all of Winona’s advances became reasonable.

When dinner time arrived, Winona prepared a large table filled with exquisite dishes.

Since they were in a fishing village, the table featured an array of dishes made from fish. prepared in various ways.

As Charles surveyed the feast, he recalled Winona mentioning that she and her grandmother were all each other had. However, during his few days here, he had not yet seen the elderly woman, sparking his curiosity.

“Winona, doesn’t your grandmother live here?”

Winona, who was in the middle of serving food, paused for a moment. She replied, “My grandmother often treats sick fishermen in the village. If she hasn’t finished helping a family yet, she won’t return home. Is there a reason you want to meet her?”

With a sweet smile, Winona deliberately let her hair graze against Charles’ cheek as she served him food.

“I was just curious. It’s been a while since I last saw her.”

Winona changed the subject, asking, “Now that you’ve tasted my cooking, what kind of impression do you have of me?”

Charles smiled. “You’re as pure and innocent as Cinderella in the fairy tales.”

Winona blushed slightly at the compliment.

“You have a way with words. But you’ve been here for quite some time. Aren’t your family worried about you? What do you do for a living?”

In response to Winona’s probes, Charles replied, “You know, you took my phone for repairs

will you find me

Charles to notice that she had

phone for repair because I saw it was broken. It might take some time to

offered it to her. “Why would I be mad at

“I’m sorry

head, his gaze warm. “There’s no need to apologize. You were just

two continued their conversation during dinner, getting to know each

more time together

the same traditional fishing village attire, standing by the

the fact that this was the uniform attire of the fishing

teased and frolicked, just like a

and she

they were completely exhausted, lying on the beach, panting heavily, and feeling utterly

him, a flicker of unusual emotion flashing

the girl next to him was dampened by the seawater, sticking to her face, stirring an

suddenly asked, “Winona, have you ever considered

from our village. She and her boyfriend are indeed very

in front of her. He looked at her seriously and said, “So…

“Huh?”

cheeks, while the waves lapped

Winona were similar to Gwendolyn. He really liked

to protect the obsession that had lasted for

Winona regained her senses, her heart inexplicably racing, a blush gradually spreading across her face.

being in a

a pained expression. “I’m unfortunate, and I can’t bring this misfortune upon you. I’m truly sorry. Your phone has been fixed. I’ll get

she finished speaking, Winona ran off in a flurry, leaving him with nothing but her retreating figure.

Charles gave a

him his phone, looking flushed. “Take a look. It seems like a lot of people

only to find countless call logs from

are you? Are you okay? I’m