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.

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

glanced at Benedict, who was crying in the

surged, and she fiercely yanked the woman’s hair. “Why are you taking the baby away? He’s so young. How could he

she struggled to speak. “How would I know? I’ve already told 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

expression turned cold as she continued pinning the woman without slackening

Benedict’s ward number and the specifics of his illness. It was clear that they had come

the mastermind an enemy of mine

any further, Gwendolyn offered, “How

her tone conflicted. “It’s a matter of honor and principles. If I were to betray my employer halfway through, who would ever trust me to work with

of Investigation. Now that I’ve captured you, do you really think you have any chance of

that type of person. I’m

pay you

the woman clearly began to sway. “Ma’am, I don’t know who you are and why you’re so wealthy, but

of hearing her chatter, Gwendolyn cut her off by raising

“Deal!”

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

respond and loosened her grip

Benedict, who was still crying pitifully, she analyzed the entire

wrist, which hurt from Gwendolyn’s firm grip, and began expressing

minutes at most. They’re armed with tranquilizer guns and tasers, and we’re defenseless.

to openly

woman froze. She gazed at the baby in the other

would she really let me take him

black suits entered the ward one at

already tied Gwendolyn up

and the women’s disheveled hair left no doubt that there had been a fierce