Wooing My Ex-Wife by Mr. Adeel

How awkwardly did he have to fall to end up hitting the corner of his lips in the process?

Everyone present knew what had actually happened, but they tactfully kept silent as they lifted their utensils and dug in.

After the meal, Gwendolyn went to help Megan with the dishes.

As the men were going to discuss some matters, they grabbed a kerosene lamp and headed out.

The atmosphere was incredibly tense as they walked along the quiet village path.

The three of them walked in complete silence. It wasn’t until they could no longer see the house that Cedrick, who was leading the way, came to a stop.

He then turned around abruptly, his dark eyes shooting Charles a hostile glare.

Charles stuffed his hands in his pocket, calm and casual as ever.

The very sight of his face made Cedrick’s blood boil, and he called out grimly, “Nico.”

Nico instantly understood what Cedrick wanted without needing the latter to spell things out. He took two quick steps forward to grab Charles’ collar and clenched his fist, ready to punch Charles’ face.

Cedrick gave Nico a glance and reminded him, “Don’t hit me in the face. It’ll be too obvious.”

Nico’s fist halted midair and soon changed direction to hit Charles’ stomach.

He swung his fist several times, each time increasing in intensity.

Charles offered no defense or resistance. He remained silent, tightly furrowing his brows, enduring the immense pain inflicted upon him. Only when a metallic scent rushed up his throat did he finally turn his head to the side, coughing out a mouthful of blood.

Nico stopped and let go of his collar. Still not satisfied, he shoved the latter.

Charles stumbled back, leaning heavily against the tree behind him. With one hand pressed against the tree trunk for support, he coughed violently, trying to regain his breath.

Blood seeped out from the corner of his lips, and his face paled. He was in terrible pain.

The sight of Charles’ miserable expression lightened Cedrick’s mood. “I can’t believe you had the audacity to pretend to be Gwenny’s husband. If Gwenny believed you, you would’ve fled with her, right?”

Charles wiped the blood from his lips and licked his teeth. A flippant smile appeared on his face.

“No way, Mr. Jenson. I was just teasing Gwen. Who would’ve thought that even without her memories, she’d still be so sharp?”

Cedrick knitted his brows and gritted his teeth. “You’re asking for it.”

With that, Nico took another step forward and pinned Charles against the tree before punching him several times in the stomach again.

The pain was agonizing, and Charles coughed uncontrollably, but he clenched his jaw and didn’t make a sound.

Cedrick glanced at him coldly. “Why aren’t you dodging?”

“Two big shots of the Federal Bureau of Investigation are trying to hit me. Do you think I could dodge?”

of despair and charm, and even

now rather than wait for Cedrick to throw

well which outcome was best for him, he smiled and asked, “Is this

tone carried a

Nico grabbed his shoulders and slammed him

wish I could beat you up all night and tear your smug face apart. I’d like to see what you’re going to use to

face,

he asked somberly, “Do you

the field. Gwendolyn was

in some kind of

at himself for not

her behavior earlier. I’m afraid I’d have to bring her to the hospital for a checkup. That’ll

“We’re going back.”

him made no move to follow. He turned to glance at them, his gaze seemingly questioning, Aren’t you coming? Are you

should head back first. I’d like to talk to Charles in

and I’m still not

your limits.

Cedrick. Don’t

minutes later, Nico and Charles returned to the house one after

was rolling up his sleeves as he walked

the corner of his lips that was there before he left the house, there were no other signs of

well, and

accommodating Charles by offering him to spend the night in her room, which was further inside the house. As a result, she had been staying with

house, Megan, who was holding a basin, happened

the time Charles realized he should correct his posture to a normal one, for Megan had

matter? Why do you look so

night in the living room were on their phones, acting as though his condition had

muttered, “I’m fine. I think I’m just feeling dizzy because of how cold

you catch a cold?” Megan asked in concern. “I have some medicine in the house. Let me go and

it’s fine. I’m quite strong, and I’ll

a once-over, her concern still apparent. “Are you really just dizzy? Why are you

her a reassuring smile and explained, “I have some back muscle issues. It’s an old problem. Don’t worry; it’s nothing serious. I’ll be fine in a

couldn’t help snickering before

but your back muscles are already giving out? My, that won’t do. You’ll need to train more and improve your health, or else your future wife is going to

merely grunted in response and straightened his back before returning to his room,

slammed the door shut behind him, making the unsteady

rooted by the door

he won’t let anyone comment on his

two of you should rest earlier too. Feel free to tell me if you’re not comfortable sleeping on the floor. I’ll think

worry, Megan. We can sleep anywhere. This

going back to my room now. You guys

shut the door

house’s shabby condition, the soundproofing was

could hear the conversation between Gwendolyn and Megan on the other

you, the sorrowful look in his eyes was