Wooing My Ex-Wife by Mr. Adeel

Chapter 855 A Gwendolyn Without Cedrick

Charles was stunned.

In the end, Winona waved her hand before him and asked in confusion, “Sir? Sir? Are you listening to what I’m saying?”

At that, Charles snapped back to reality. He took the medicine from her and gulped it down without hesitation.

He was well aware that if she had been sent by Leonardo, she would have killed him long ag instead of taking care of him until now.

After drinking the medicinal brew, a bit of brown liquid lingered at the corner of his mouth. Winona quickly took out her handkerchief to wipe away the stain.

She soon realized her behavior might have been inappropriate. She quickly explained, “Sir, this handkerchief is clean, it’s not a rag.”

Seeing her flushed cheeks, Charles weakly curled his lips into a teasing smile. “If I were to say your actions just now have charmed me, would you take responsibility?”

“Sir… I…”

Winona’s cheeks grew even redder, and she became more flustered.

Charles quickly clarified, “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean anything else. Thank you for saving me. My name is Charles. What’s yours?

“W-Winona.”

Her cheeks remained as red as apples, and she grew more cautious in her movements.

In this state, she looked rather adorable.

At that moment, Charles found himself captivated by the girl before him, who bore a striking resemblance to Gwendolyn. His thoughts kept drifting.

Despite the unbearable pain from his gunshot wound, Charles mustered the strength to lift the quilt and discovered he was only in his underwear.

He was rendered speechless, his handsome brows furrowing with sudden embarrassment.

“Excuse me, could you please find me some clothes? I’d like to get out of bed and move around”

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men’s clothes at home. My parents passed away while they were at sea some time ago, and there aren’t many

to herself as she searched. Charles realized that she had only

clearly been

said as she handed Charles a set

room.

a bit outdated.

of freshly cooked oatmeal waiting for him on the stove.

body needs nourishment. I’ll

plain oatmeal smelled incredibly inviting to Charles, and he finished it in just a

took in the room’s decor, noting that despite the house’s age, it was impeccably

him examining the house, Winona lowered her head and said, “My grandmother and I rely on each other, and we don’t have much extra

she

eyes involuntarily focusing on

was as though he saw a different

crack of dawn, black smoke rose from the chimney, and a faint medicinal aroma wafted from the firewood room.

light green long dress, emitted a gentle

managed to keep herself neat

traditional medicine in a small pot, carefully uning it to be ready in a quarter of an hour With great care, she carried the medicinal soup and approached the room where

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gradually awakening to the sound of approaching

eyelashes fluttered slightly as he opened his precious phoenix eyes. In his daze, he saw

“Gwen… Gwen…”

in her light green attire, she seemed like Gwendolyn came to life before his eyes.

in thought, seemingly forgetting his surroundings,

Gwendolyn without Cedrick

I’ve been giving you these past few days were meant to detoxify

unfamiliar voice immediately brought Charles back

then that he realized he

memories of his decade-long companionship with Gwendolyn, likely due to

I apologize for my earlier rudeness.” Charles quickly stood up, regaining his gentlemanly demeanor as he picked up the medicinal soup and downed it in

Winona replied with

now, all thanks to you. If there’s ever anything the fishing village needs my help

kindness. “It just so happens that we could use more help on the farm at home. If you don’t mind hard work,