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.”

pleasant half an hour in each other’s company.

arranged by Charles, arrived to

Charles sent Gwendolyn back to the condominium on the

access to from her block to her unit.

asked him for several books on childcare to kill

did his best

a half weeks pregnant, Gwendolyn began exhibiting symptoms of morning sickness and

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

noon, Charles received a

“Mother.”

stood dutifully before her across

me. Is

aback. Keeping his gaze

still lying to

cup to the

coffee table was lined with

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

felt her rage subside. She

that she is engaged in Chanaca. Besides, I saw the way you looked last night. The child must

head bowed, refusing to answer.

was furious. The good impression she had of Gwendolyn had

of you. What did she do to you to warrant such

his head hung as he wiped her fingers diligently. He did not say a

knew how firm her son could be when he made up his mind, so

up at once. “I will either marry her or

averted his gaze, and his voice seemed to wilt with defeat. “It will damage her body to put her through an abortion. I would like her to bear this child. If I come to regret it after marrying her,

could hardly believe 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

words struck a chord in the sore spot Charles had kept suppressed over

existence not a wretched one, Mother? You did this, too, didn’t you? Does that make you, in

“You little sh*t!”

glared at him in shock. Enraged, she

she gazed at her beloved son to whom she owed so much and regretted it at once. She stroked

for causing you so much misery over

clasped her hand and smiled. “It’s all right. It

foul at the injustice were

been through, Charlie, you should know that it won’t be fair to her unborn child. Do you