Wooing My Ex-Wife

Chapter 120 Another Performance It was nine o’clock at night.

Maverick was awakened by the crisp chirping of two birds.

Bearing the excruciating pain in his back, he gritted his teeth and forced himself to stand up from the ground.

He had to stay alert, as there were important matters to attend to in the evening.

He leaned on the railing as he returned to his room on the second floor and headed straight to the bathroom.

He then turned the shower temperature up to its highest setting.

1 Bona As his shirt was stained with blood and he had fainted for six hours without changing it in time, the blood from the wound had stuck to the fabric of the shirt.

If he tried to forcefully change his clothes, it would peel off a layer of skin on the spot.

Only by using hot water could he quickly remove the shirt.

However, when the hot water showered on the wounds on his back, it was like enduring a second round of torture, as if millions of needles were piercing his bat Maverick trembled in pain.

He gritted his teeth as the hot water washed over him.

Although his body was in excruciating pain, his mind was becoming increasingly clear.

After washing up for a few minutes, he changed into clean clothes, turned off the light, and took advantag of the limited view from the bodyguard’s hiding spot.

He pretended to lie down on the bed to sleep and quietly stuffed the extra bedding he had prepared in advance onto the bed, making it look as though he was sleeping.

Then, he quietly rolled to the foot of the bed from the other side.

When his back accidentally touched the ground, he shuddered in pain, and his vision became momentarily blurred.

After waiting for two minutes, he finally left through the slightly ajar door and went to the room on the other side, which was in the blind spot of the bodyguard’s view.

He climbed down the pipe next to the window to reach the first floor.

This location just happened to be the back door.

Nico heard a faint sound and quietly reported through the iron door, “Boss, the Newton family had only one missing daughter six years ago, but that girl was found three years ago.

Her photos can be found online, and she’s definitely not Ms. Shalders.

Other than that, there’s no one else with a similar timeline t Ms. Shalders.” Maverick’s eyes, which were originally filled with pain, gradually dimmed.

I went to visit the prison, I found out that Ms. Shalders was

investigate and eventually discovered that the doctor she was looking for was… Kieran.” Kieran? Maverick was stunned

medical field, which spoke

reclusive and arrogant personality, being a man

fanatic, with no women ever seen by

persuade someone like that? 1 Chapter 120 Another Performance The only

that the Zipper family is also a distant relative of the Harris family, which

with the Harris family is not

the Harris family? Maverick’s expression grew colder

Harris family! Whether it’s the

with Gwendolyn’s, report them all!” Nico thought for a moment and said, “Boss, do you still

suddenly return at this particular moment? the youngest “Boss, please take care on your way back and stay safe!

slipped away so quickly! Maverick immediately turned around, intending to enter through the front door

already gotten out of the car, and there were lights

sure to be

no other

on the wall that he had just climbed

was the only

the pain in his back and immediately started to climb

Quinton honestly replied, “Mr. Wright tried to go out twice, but after we refused

glanced at

half

“I don’t believe he’s really that well-behaved!” Gwendolyn spoke as she climbed the stairs, with Quinton and Ryan following closely

door to Maverick’s room was left open, which Gwendolyn found a bit odd,

open

corridor light, she saw Maverick lying

He was sound asleep.

Chapter 120 Another Performance Gwendolyn

she

relief However, Gwendolyn had

door just now, she seemed to have noticed that the color of Maverick’s shirt collar was a bit

it wet? Is he sweating? There is a problem! Gwendolyn

on the light, clearly revealing the man curled

side of the bed and confirmed that the back of

played on

must have been working hard in your sleep to be sweating like this.” The man on the bed kept his eyes tightly shut, not responding to

was a bit

“Stop pretending.

know you

You’re sweating so much.