Pursuing My Ex-Wife Isn’t Easy

Gwen lowered the broom and slumped against the wall behind her, still clutching the handle tightly.

After a few moments of catching her breath, she finally glanced at the man before her.

Ben was sprawled across the ground in a grotesque position, bleeding from a wound in his head. She could not tell whether he was dead or just rendered unconscious.

This sight shocked Gwen greatly, and she instinctively took a small step back. She was so preoccupied with defending herself against Ben that she never once stopped to see what was happening.

Now that he was unresponsive, she felt her chest tighten, and the broomstick clattered onto the ground.

Did she perhaps beat him to death?

At the thought of this, Gwen kneeled and reached out to feel for Ben’s breathing.

she wanted to escape from him, she

the ground, grabbed hold of her

time Gwen finally realized what was happening, she was

down his face and instead reached out to tug at Gwen’s shirt. “How dare you do

going to pay

desperately to her

not pause in his motion. “Do you think I’d be so easily killed, not to mention by

as a horse, but I’m going to make you pay the price for hurting

this, he tugged even harder at her shirt, and with a loud rip, her shirt was

chest, then glared at Ben with a murderous look. “Don’t you dare lay a finger on me! I’ll get

having fun, I’m going to turn you into Tyson and get a nice, hefty

he’s just pretending to take revenge on you; the truth is, he’s going to kill you and dispose of the heart Luke has given to you, that way, every last trace of Luke will be erased from this