Chapter 855 A Gwendolyn Without Cedrick

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”

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men’s clothes at home. My parents passed away while

that she had

been challenging for Winona.

clothes and see if they fit. Don’t worry, they’re clean,” Winona said as she handed Charles

room.

seemed a

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

I’ll go catch some fish tomorrow to

oatmeal smelled incredibly inviting to Charles,

despite the house’s age, it

and we don’t have much extra income. Having a house like this to

her words as she spoke

involuntarily focusing on

though he saw a

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

long dress, emitted a

village, she managed to keep herself

the traditional medicine in a small pot, carefully uning it to be ready in a quarter of an hour With great care, she carried the medicinal soup and approached the room where Charles

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sound of approaching footsteps, stirred from

precious phoenix eyes. In his daze,

“Gwen… Gwen…”

came to life before his eyes. Her graceful

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

was a Gwendolyn without Cedrick by

ones I’ve been giving you these past few days were meant to detoxify your body. Today’s dose

immediately brought Charles back

he mistook Winona for Gwendolyn once again.

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

his gentlemanly demeanor as he picked up the medicinal soup and downed

harm done,” Winona replied with a faint smile.

If there’s ever anything the fishing village needs my help with in the future, I’ll do

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 to

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