Wooing My Ex-Wife by Mr. Adeel

Chapter 352

Chapter 352 Drunken Memory Lane

Gwendolyn scowled at the abrupt manner she had been roused and turned to face the other side.

Jonah kept knocking, seemingly intent on hammering down her door if she did not answer it soon.

Irritated by the racket, Gwendolyn flung aside her quilt. She slipped on her slippers and donned a thick sleeping gown before answering the door.

“What does he want this time?” she demanded, glaring at Jonah with a look of irritated disgust.

“Mr. Lund isn’t messing around this time, Ms. Harris. He visited a bar this afternoon and spent the day drinking. He even sent us away. When I went back for him earlier tonight, I found him drunk as a skunk with your name on his lips. So, the only thing I could do was to bring him here to you.”

Gwendolyn was impassive. Cold, even. “Give him something to sober up, then, or get him a doctor who would give him a jab. What good will it do sending him to me? I’m not a doctor.”

She was about to shut the door after her speech, but Jonah threw himself against the frame, “Please see him. He would feel much better in your presence.”

Gwendolyn’s frostiness did not dissipate. “I’m under house arrest because of him. He wouldn’t let me out. of this house. What if he sobers up tomorrow and accuses me of misbehaving? Wouldn’t that be unfair to

me?”

-Uh…”

Jonah was conflicted. He gave the matter a moment of serious thought before suggesting, “Why don’t I bring him to your room?”

“No way! I can’t stand the stench of alcohol on him. You’d better get back to Alzer Palace.”

Jonah fell silent.

“Gwen. Gwen…”

Charles’ voice, slurred by booze and laced with melancholy, traveled up the stairs from the living room. below.

down and have a look at him. Ms. Harris. I’ll explain everything to him for you tomorrow. You wouldn’t want him to be keeping you

to conceal her irritation. “Wake the maid,” she instructed. “Have her put together something to sober him

“At once.”

down

gown tighter around her and followed him down

cheeks were

Gwendolyn sprayed some organic freshener to mask the stench of alcohol in the living room.

the knee several times with the sole of her

wake him.

Charles! This isn’t a place for you to spend the night. Get lost back to your Alzer Palace after having your tea!”

twitched. The haze of intoxication receded slightly.

Gwendolyn’s voice and caught hold of

the disgust in her eyes, she snatched her garment out of his grasp.

“Let go!”

on firmly. He

the thought of seeing Nico covered in blood from the torture

maid,

him two merciless

in quick succession, rang

he loosen his grip on her shirt and

swollen head and stroked his flaming cheeks, tender with pain,

her.

“Gwen?”

raised her chin haughtily. After striking him, she regarded him with a bold glare. “Are you aware that you’re disrupting my sleep by turning up

head, pretending not to hear her. Suddenly, he

helpless despair. Coupled with the handprints on his

tears fall, yet she remained unmoved. “You can drop your act. Get out. You stink. so badly that not even air freshener can mask

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