Wooing My Ex-Wife

Gwendolyn did not spare a glance at Maverick on the ground.

Instead, she warned Frida with a cold voice, “This is the last time, Frida! Go back and make sure to keep a close eye on Sheralyn.

If you two cause any trouble in the future, I’ll hold your precious son responsible! Try me, and we’ll see how much longer your son can endure with his current condition!” “No! Never again! I will never cause trouble again!” Frida’s face turned pale as she shook her head vehemently. Gwendolyn noticed the older woman’s spirits had indeed diminished quite a bit, so she let Quinton take the latter back to the old mansion. As soon as Frida left, Elven hurried over to inspect Maverick’s condition.

“Ms. Shalders, Mr. Wright has passed out! His breathing is getting weaker and weaker!” His breathing is getting weaker? Gwendolyn’s eyes widened in alarm.

“Hurry! Go get the doctor, William!” “Got it! I’m going right away!” Upon hearing the command, William immediately dashed out the door. Then, Gwendolyn asked Elven and Ryan to help Maverick back to his room and even prepared a warm water bag to keep him warm. Thinking of the bucket filled with ice-cold water and seeing the helpless Ryan beside her made Gwendolyn quite furious. “Ryan, you’re suspended for a year with a half-year salary penalty.

Get out!” Ryan was on the verge of tears.

He was about to beg for mercy when Elven threw him a look and signaled for him not to add fuel to the fire. Gwendolyn did not have time to deal with him as she observed Maverick’s condition.

Maverick’s body was still freezing cold despite using a warm water bag.

His entire face was pale without a trace of vigor, as if life was slowly draining from his body. “Why isn’t William back yet?” Gwendolyn carefully checked Maverick’s breathing, which was very faint. If we keep waiting like this for William to return, Maverick will be dead by then! She quickly lifted the blanket and helped the person on the bed sit up while Elven hurriedly stepped forward to assist. “Ryan, carry him downstairs.

Elven, get the car ready.

We’re going to the hospital!” “Yes, Ms. Shalders!” Ryan, who had been about to exit the door, instantly perked up and returned to hoist Maverick onto his back.

Gwendolyn supported him from behind, ensuring Maverick would not lose balance and fall. After placing Maverick in the back seat, Elven quickly started the engine and sped off. Ryan sat in the passenger seat while Gwendolyn sat in the back, letting Maverick’s head rest on her lap. Maverick lay peacefully in her embrace as she caressed his pale face, which was almost devoid of warmth.

She might have thought he was already dead if it were not for his faint breathing. “Maverick, you’re not allowed to die! As long as you still owe me, you’ll be in debt to me forever! If you dare to die, I’ll make sure the Wright family dies with you!” she practically roared the words. Up at the front of the car, Elven and Ryan shuddered in fear. After all, if she was truly infuriated, she was the kind of ruthless person who would actually carry out such an act. Lying on her lap, Maverick seemed to have heard those words as well.

Suddenly, he let out a series of heart-wrenching choking coughs, though he remained unconscious. Gwendolyn patted his back to soothe him. At least he showed some reaction, so he probably would not die.

finally arriving at the hospital. After Maverick was rushed into the emergency room, Gwendolyn sat in the waiting area with mixed emotions. Earlier in the car, she had almost lost

when she saw he was on the verge of being tormented to death. Why should I panic? Was he not ruthless when he ordered Noah to hijack a plane to

deserved, given she was not the type to take a beating or verbal abuse without fighting back. As she was thinking, Elven finished a phone call and reported, “Ms. Shalders, your assistant at Angle, Joanne, said there’s

and almost harmed Mr.

stay at the hospital

my suspension as punishment.” Gwendolyn pondered

“All right.

and let me know

escaping and went straight to Angle. She was

finalize the plan

diligently, focusing all her attention on the task at hand. At eight o’clock that night, all the employees had left, but the lights in her office were

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remoined unconscious. Gwendolyn potted his bock to soothe him. At leost he showed

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