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.

a look at him. Ms. Harris. I’ll explain everything to him for you tomorrow. You wouldn’t want him to be keeping you awake. I’m sure. I’m begging

maid,” she instructed. “Have

“At once.”

down the

furry sleeping gown tighter around her and followed him

cheeks were flushed with alcohol, and his wits were

sprayed some organic freshener to mask

beside Charles, she prodded him in the knee several times with the sole of her slipper, trying

wake him.

night.

twitched. The haze of intoxication receded slightly.

sound of Gwendolyn’s voice and caught hold of

able to conceal the disgust in her eyes, she snatched her garment out of his

“Let go!”

He was brutishly

a deep breath, feeling the fury coursing through her head at the thought of seeing Nico covered in blood from the torture that

to wake the maid, Jonah had not returned.

him two merciless slaps

quick succession,

thoroughly awake. Only then did he loosen

his flaming cheeks, tender with pain, while gazing slowly up at

her.

“Gwen?”

sleep by turning up here in the middle of the night with a drunken. tantrum? Now that you’re awake, get the h’ll lost!”

pretending not to hear her. Suddenly, he began sobbing

despair. Coupled with the handprints on his cheeks, he looked as if he had emerged from an altercation worse for

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

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