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.

escape from him, she never once

her fingers, Ben leaped up from the

what was happening, she

not seem to notice the blood spilling down his face and instead reached out to tug

pay the

moment’s stupor, Gwen started clinging desperately to her shirt. “Get away from me, bastard! I

down your broom to come to check on me, didn’t you?” Ben sneered but did not pause in his motion. “Do you think I’d be so easily killed, not to mention by someone

am I as healthy as a horse, but I’m going to make you pay the price

even harder at her shirt, and with a

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

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 you into Tyson and get a nice, hefty reward! He’s going

revenge on you; the truth is, he’s going to kill you and dispose of the heart Luke has given to you,