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

moment she reached out her fingers, Ben leaped up from the ground, grabbed hold of her arm, and tackled

what was

seem to notice the blood spilling down his face and

to pay the price

desperately to her shirt. “Get away from me, bastard!

so you put 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

but I’m going to make you pay the price for

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

look. “Don’t you dare lay

After having fun, I’m going to turn you into Tyson and get a nice, hefty reward! He’s going to use you

dispose of the heart Luke has given to you,