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.

tears. “Go 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 awake. I’m sure. I’m

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

“At once.”

sprinted down the

furry sleeping gown tighter around her and followed him

on the couch. His cheeks were flushed

organic freshener to mask the stench of alcohol in

in the knee several times with the sole of her

wake him.

isn’t a place for you to spend the night.

The haze

the sound of Gwendolyn’s voice and caught hold of

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

“Let go!”

He was brutishly strong.

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

wake the maid, Jonah had not

two merciless slaps across

two smacks, dealt in quick succession,

with pain, Charles became thoroughly awake. Only then did he loosen

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

her.

“Gwen?”

regarded him with a bold glare. “Are you aware that you’re disrupting my sleep by turning up here in the middle of the night with a drunken.

head, pretending not to hear her. Suddenly,

tinged red, were filled with helpless despair. Coupled with the handprints on his cheeks, he looked as if he had emerged

out. You stink. so badly

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255