Wooing My Ex-Wife

Chapter 109 No Dinner For You Tonight If Maverick kept refusing, it would become obvious that something was fishy.

+5 Boma Maverick went to the kitchen with a cold expression on his face and brought out a new set of cutleries.

Ender Gwendolyn’s intense fierce gaze, he picked up a piece of grilled vegetable and stuffed it into his mouth without hesitation, chewing emotionlessly for a moment before swallowing it.

The whole set of actions went smoothly, like moving clouds and flowing water.

Maverick replied, “It tastes just like regular grilled vegetables.

Want to give it a try?” Gwendolyn propped her chin with one hand and pointed at the plate of vegetables with the other.

She whispered in a devilish tone, “Finish this entire plate.

” Maverick’s expression changed slightly, and then he smiled.

“You said that you’re the master here, so this is made for you.

How could I eat it?” Gwendolyn did not feel like wasting time talking nonsense with him.

“If you don’t eat, I’ll getthe bodyguards to help you with it.

” 4 “You!” Maverick’s dark eyes narrowed, and he stared at her without flinching.

“Are you trying to use your power to suppress me?” Gwendolyn did not deny it.

“Exactly.

When dealing with a disobedient servant, one must take firm measures.

So, do you want to cat by yourself, or should I have them come in and feed you?” Another multiple-choice question without a choice.

Maverick’s face darkened gradually under her gaze.

Maverick’s pride and hostility all these years had been ground by the woman before him four times in just a few hours this afternoon.

How detestable and despicable! However, just as Gwendolyn was staring at him, she smiled with her eyes curved, which looked innocent, like there was no such thing as using power to oppress others.

It made his anger seem overly petty.

It was impossible for him to refuse.

Maverick picked up the fork again and reached for the plate of grilled vegetables on the table.

He didn’t even realize that his arm was slightly trembling.

He held his breath and stuffed a large piece of vegetable into his mouth.

It was incredibly difficult to swallow down the food as his entire mouth seemed to reject the bizarre taste.

his frustration, he almost added a big amount of every bottle of

that she would be so cautious, and not eat a single bite? That half-smile expression on

so he tried to maintain a calm demeanor as he tasted

as he took a bite of the dish, his

Dinner For You Tonight Unable to hold it in any

hands, greatly admiring Maverick’s endurance as he managed to take

Just how childish is this man? Gwendolyn said, “Mr.

a punishment, you’re not allowed to have dinner

his stomach was empty, but he still

reached him, but he did

out, leaving

me to eat, then

might choose not to eat, but

already past nine o’clock, and

no hope for him to prepare

cook a simple bowl of pasta

was already burned, so Gwendolyn had no

some water and added the

was apt in what she

stood quietly by the

serious and calm figure, Maverick’s mind

could rewind to the day we got married three years ago and start over again, would everything become different? If I hadn’t agreed to divorce her back then, and we just lived a simple and ordinary life together, things might turn out fine too… His thoughts came to an abrupt halt, and he laughed at himself

he was thinking, given her personality, she would probably say, “You wish, id ot! Do you even deserve to remarry me?” He was just

Gwendolyn had already prepared a delicious bowl of

bowl of spaghetti, with no extra sauce

fact, not a single drop was left

What a heartless woman.

for not getting dinner ready without any

enjoying her meal, there was nothing he

to the guest room on the first floor

out

watch me until I 2/4 Chapter 109 No Dinner For You Tonight finish rating Maverick, stood in position as she requested with a cold expression on bir face At first, he did not understand her meaning until the aroma of

pasta smells

really enjoying her meal

Adam’s apple rolled slightly, yet his face remained stern,

impact of the smell

he vomited, his stomach was almost

him “appreciate” how she was

the wicked thoughts Gwendolyn had in wanting

of spaghetti

a napkin and looked at the man standing before her, whose face was as dark as

to bed It should look exactly as it was before you started using it, and don’t even

After she finished speaking, she stood

sight of

and walked over, gently lifting

faint hint of pink on

her eyes narrowing dangerously and quickly explained,