The Ex and Her Riches

Approaching with respect, the nurse placed the pill box from her tray onto the table in front of Gwendolyn.

Gwendolyn cradled her baby in one arm, feeding the little one with a bottle. With her free hand, she reached for the pill box on the table and examined its contents.

The nurse stood quietly beside her.

Before she touched the pill box, Gwendolyn suddenly noticed something strange.

“That’s not right. On the first day of a new medication regimen, the attending physician should personally administer it. Furthermore, the doctor should be the one to bring the medicine and communicate the dosage to me instead of a nurse.”

She turned her head. “Why are you here?”

A sinister gleam appeared in the nurse’s eyes. The moment Gwendolyn turned to look at the nurse, the latter swiftly produced a syringe filled with anesthesia from behind her back and ruthlessly stabbed it toward Gwendolyn’s neck.

Gwendolyn, holding the baby, struggled to fight back with one hand, finding it challenging to exert force. Meanwhile, the nurse viciously used both hands to overpower her.

The needle pierced Gwendolyn’s neck, but she clenched her teeth and unleashed a powerful kick, causing the nurse to stumble to the side. The sedative in the nurse’s hand failed to enter Gwendolyn’s body.

A thin scratch marred Gwendolyn’s fair skin, and small droplets of blood began to well up from the wound.

Benedict began crying in discomfort at the sudden, lurching movements.

Gwendolyn did not have time to console him. In response, she swiftly placed him back in the crib, covered him with a thin veil, and engaged in a fierce battle with the woman in the nurse’s uniform.

Free of the hindrance of holding the baby, Gwendolyn, a skilled black belt practitioner of jiu-jitsu, swiftly gained the upper hand in the fight and ended it in no time.

Pressing down on the woman’s artery, Gwendolyn immobilized her by pinning her arms onto the table. She demanded, “Who sent you? What have you done to the police officers outside?”

Not only was the commotion loud, but the battle taking place in the room could also be partially seen through the small glass window in the ward.

However, the cops Cedrick had stationed outside the door did not come bursting in when they heard the commotion. Something must have happened to them.

know nothing. I’m only here to do what I’m being paid to do. The guards outside your door are dismissed and will not be back for another half an hour. I’m not alone. There will be more of us here in another five minutes to take the child away. Even if you call

glanced at Benedict, who was crying

are you taking the baby away? He’s so young. How could

you, capturing me is pointless. I don’t know any secrets of my employer. If the child is too young to have done any harm, it must have been the

continued pinning the woman without

Benedict’s ward number and the specifics of

enemy

time to ponder any further, Gwendolyn offered, “How much is your employer paying you? I’ll triple

matter of honor and principles. If I were to betray my employer halfway through, who

“My man is the head of the Federal Bureau of Investigation. Now that I’ve captured you, do you really think you have

not that type of person. I’m not going to cave

pay you

silence, the woman clearly began to sway. “Ma’am, I don’t know who you are and

Gwendolyn cut her

“Deal!”

gave way to an ingratiating one as she smiled cheerfully and said, “As long as

respond and loosened her grip on the

Benedict, who was still crying pitifully, she analyzed the entire situation with a

firm grip, and began

Boss. They’ll break into this place in another three minutes at most. They’re armed with tranquilizer guns

swiftly devised a plan. “I don’t need you to openly declare your allegiance

froze. She gazed at the baby in the

how much she cares about the child, would she really let me take him away and hold him

ward one

uniform had already tied Gwendolyn up and stuffed a towel into

doubt that there had been a fierce battle even before they entered the