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.

as she wanted to escape from him, she never once intended to

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

time Gwen finally realized what was happening, she was already pinned to the

the blood spilling down his face and

to pay the price for

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

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 like you? You’ve underestimated

am I as healthy as a horse, but I’m going to

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

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

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

he’s going to kill you and dispose of the heart