Pursuing My Ex-Wife Isn’t Easy

Gwen told Stefan her address with a puzzled look on her face. “What’s wrong?”

“Wait for me. I’ll be there soon.” With that, Stefan hung up and sprinted back to the car.

Kurt paused then followed suit, still carrying the woman in his arms. He flung the car door open before Stefan could even start the engine. “Boss, you were drinking just now. I think it’d be better if I drove.”

Stefan furrowed his brow, suddenly remembering that he had drunk a few cans of beer with Diablo when he tried to find out where they kept ‘Gwen’.

He was so anxious about finding Gwen as soon as possible that he forgot about this.

At the thought of this, Stefan sighed and got out of the car, then slid into the front passenger seat.

Kurt opened the door and placed the woman into the backseat. “Hold on tight. I’ll be driving very fast.”

With that, he plopped into the driver’s seat and started the car, stepping on the gas so abruptly that the woman in the backseat slid right out of the seat!

that Kurt

wrapped the blanket around herself again, then tucked herself in the space between the front

car with ample space, the woman was

in a corner as she stared blankly out the window at

at

was anxious to find Gwen, had driven exceptionally fast and managed to reach there in only half an hour, despite

door open and stormed toward the hotel entrance. He was gone by

thought out loud, “That was

chuckle, then glanced at the woman. “Wait here. I’ll get you a

size and added, “It’s okay. You can just get any size. I

no specific requests; all she wanted was something to cover

got out of the car and made his way toward the nearest