Wooing My Ex-Wife by Mr. Adeel

Chapter 351 Why Is It His Fault

She began to grow nervous at his prolonged silence.

“Are you still there, Mister? You didn’t faint, did you?”

“No.” Nico closed his eyes wearily. “I’m exhausted and would like to take a nap,” he murmured.

“No! Don’t fall asleep!”

She banged madly on the wall to keep him awake. “You’re badly hurt, and you might never wake up if you fall asleep!”

Nico was amused.

Having been training in the barracks with Cedrick from a young age, he would not die that easily.

Aside from Cedrick and Gwendolyn, she was the first person who cared so deeply for him without knowing who he was. It gave him a warm, fuzzy feeling.

“Mister? Are you asleep? Or are you almost dead?”

An urgent hammering on the wall sounded again.

“No.”

She heaved a sigh of relief. “I’ll keep you company if you’re feeling sleepy. Would you like to hear a story?”

“Do you know any scary ones?”

“Uh… Aren’t we living through one right now?”

Nico gazed weakly about the cell and chuckled.

Indeed, it was quite ceric.

“I know some morbid jokes, Mister.”

“This dungeon is morbid enough.”

“Mine are more morbid than that.”

their chat, the pair passed a pleasant half

doctor, who was arranged by

sent Gwendolyn back to the condominium on the outskirts of town.

reduced the area she was permitted access to from her block to

nor was she displeased. She only asked him for

her meals, however, Charles did

half weeks pregnant, Gwendolyn began exhibiting symptoms of

imbalance. In response, Charles employed a female gynecologist who would show up every afternoon to examine her

noon, Charles received

“Mother.”

her across the

the cup of coffee with a grave expression. “Be honest with me. Is

was momentarily taken aback. Keeping his gaze fixed on

still lying to defend

to the ground. The coffee splashed onto

coffee table was lined with carpet,

response, Charles marched around the coffee table, knelt beside her, and wiped her hand with a

Kylie felt her rage subside. She spoke

is engaged in Chanaca. Besides, I saw

his head bowed, refusing to

she had of Gwendolyn had

not worthy of you. What did she do to you to

wiped her fingers diligently. He did not say a

his mind, so she sighed. “Either marry another woman or

Mother!” Charles looked up at once. “I will either marry her or nobody at

her through an abortion. I would like her to bear this child. If I come to regret it after

her ears. “How dare you even consider letting her deliver the child? Do you want this stain on your honor for as long as you live? You won’t feel the same love for the child as you would

a chord in the sore spot Charles had kept suppressed over the years.

“Is my existence not a wretched one, Mother? You did this, too,

“You little sh*t!”

shock. Enraged, she

her beloved son to whom she owed so much and regretted it at

so much misery over all

clasped her hand and smiled. “It’s all

days of crying foul at the injustice were over.

know that it won’t be fair to her unborn child. Do you wish it a similar fate to the one you