Pursuing My Ex-Wife Isn’t Easy

Chapter 2987

How could Winson possibly let her go just like that?

The angrier Gwen got, the tighter his grip became. “Come on, Gwen. It’s not like you have anything else to do today anyway, so why don’t you join me for the rest of the art show? Come on, we’ve known each other for ages now. Are you seriously going to do this to me?”

Gwen sneered as she cast him a cold look. ‘Yes, we’ve known each other for ages, and in fact, we used to be close back in high school, but that isn’t a reason for you to stop me from leaving!”

After all, they had lost touch for so long that in Gwen’s opinion, they were more akin to acquaintances instead of friends at this point.

The only reason she agreed to come out with him was because she still remembered him from their high school days. If she had failed to recognize him, he would be a stranger to her.

What was the point of watching an art show with someone she barely knew?

At the thought of this, Gwen bit her lip and grew even more determined to leave without Winson, but the more she struggled against his grasp, the tighter it became. “Come on, Gwen. You’re already here; join me for the rest of the art show. I’ll treat you to lunch after this!”

her like this, Gwen might have caved in right on the spot and agreed to his request, but the fact that he was doing this made her lose all

about lunch. Let

He refused to.

naturally, she was not as strong as Winson. Not only that, but she had just undergone surgery a few months ago and had yet to regain her full

long, the people around them began to notice their little commotion and

stopped to ask

about their relationship, so he quickly explained before she could, “I invited her to this art show, but she refused to stay because she claims she knows nothing about

he tightened his grip on her and added, “Come on, honey, please stop making a

in shock. “Who the hell are you calling ‘honey’? Let go of me, Winson! Since when did I agree to date

how she is. Whenever she gets mad at me, she’ll turn around and tell everyone she doesn’t know me.” Winson shot everyone a sheepish grin, then continued to tug on Gwen’s wrist. “That’s enough,

Gwennie!” Gwen was so infuriated that her voice began to shake. “You’re not allowed to call

this. They had all bought into Winson’s