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.”

the pair passed a pleasant half an hour in each

who was arranged by Charles, arrived to administer Nico’s medication.

Charles sent Gwendolyn back to the condominium on the

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

not complain, nor was she displeased. She only asked

however, Charles did his best

Gwendolyn began exhibiting symptoms of morning sickness

employed a female gynecologist who would show up every

noon, Charles received a summon from

“Mother.”

stood dutifully before her across the coffee

of coffee with a grave expression. “Be honest with me.

aback. Keeping his gaze fixed on the ground,

lying to defend her?”

temper and overturned her unfinished cup to the ground. The coffee splashed onto her

table was lined with

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

her rage subside. She spoke

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

head bowed, refusing to answer.

impression she

you. What did she do

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

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

“I will either marry her or nobody at all!”

“It will damage her body to put her through an abortion. I would like 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 your own. What does a woman like that have to offer to

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

a wretched one, Mother? You did this, too, didn’t you? Does that make you, in your own words, a woman

“You little sh*t!”

at him in shock. Enraged, she slapped him across the face.

son to whom she owed so much

so much misery over all these years.”

her hand and smiled. “It’s

of crying foul at the injustice

what I’ve been through, Charlie, you should know that it won’t be fair to