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.

from

out her fingers, Ben leaped up from the ground, grabbed hold of her

what was happening, she was already pinned to

attack me, you bitch?” Ben did not seem to notice the blood spilling down his face and instead reached out to tug at Gwen’s shirt. “How dare

going to pay the price for

desperately to her shirt. “Get away from

you?” Ben sneered but did not pause in his

as a horse, but I’m going to

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

murderous look. “Don’t you dare lay a

me back for this? With what? You’re barely able to cover for yourself!” Ben sneered. “There’s no way you can escape now, Gwen! After having fun, I’m going to turn

truth is, he’s going to kill you and dispose of the heart Luke has given to you, that way, every last trace