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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away while they were at sea some time ago, and there aren’t

murmured to herself as she searched. Charles realized that she had only her grandmother to rely on

been

look at these clothes and see if they fit. Don’t worry, they’re clean,” Winona said as she handed

room.

attire seemed a

the room, he found a bowl of freshly cooked oatmeal waiting for him

needs nourishment. I’ll go catch some fish

simple bowl of plain oatmeal smelled incredibly inviting to Charles,

noting that despite the house’s age, it was impeccably clean, a testament to the homeowner’s

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

tinged her words as she spoke about her simple life.

involuntarily focusing on her face each

was as though he saw a

from the chimney, and a faint medicinal aroma

dressed in a light green long dress, emitted a

managed to keep herself neat and

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 Charles was

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sound of

phoenix eyes. In his daze, he

“Gwen… Gwen…”

before his eyes. Her graceful curves resembled a beautiful flower in full

lost in thought, seemingly forgetting his surroundings, his

was a Gwendolyn without Cedrick by her side.

giving you these past few days were meant to detoxify your body.

immediately brought Charles back from his chaotic

he realized he mistook Winona for Gwendolyn once

were frequently filled with memories of his decade-long companionship

quickly stood up, regaining his gentlemanly demeanor as he picked up the medicinal soup and downed it in

no harm done,” Winona replied with

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

longer held back or refused his kindness. “It just so happens that we could use more