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.

wanted to escape from him, she never

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

time Gwen finally realized what was happening,

attack me, you bitch?” Ben did not seem to notice the blood spilling down his face and

going to pay the price

stupor, Gwen started clinging desperately to her shirt.

Ben sneered but did not pause in his motion. “Do you

I’m going to make you pay the price

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

with a murderous look. “Don’t you dare lay a finger

having fun, I’m

to kill you and dispose of the heart Luke has given to you, that way, every last trace of