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 seasonings with

guessed that she would be so cautious, and not eat a single bite? That half-smile expression on her face seemed to tell him that

up, so he tried to maintain

a bite

Tonight Unable to hold it in any longer, he rushed to the kitchen and threw

endurance as

little trick? Just how childish is this man? Gwendolyn said, “Mr. Wright, it’s not right to waste

punishment, you’re not allowed to

until his stomach was empty, but he

words had reached him, but he did not feel like

out, leaving a burning

allow me to eat,

to eat, but

the hideous episode, it was already past nine o’clock,

there was no hope for him to prepare dinner

a simple bowl of pasta for

already burned, so Gwendolyn had no choice but to

water and

apt in what she was

stood quietly by the door,

serious and calm figure, Maverick’s mind was

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

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

he was thinking, Gwendolyn had already prepared a delicious bowl

only one bowl of spaghetti, with

single drop

What a heartless woman.

would punish me for not

awkward, but seeing Gwendolyn enjoying her

guest room on the first floor and tidy up a room for himself to stay

out to him,

finish rating Maverick, stood in position as she requested with a cold expression on bir face At

smells

really enjoying

slightly, yet his face remained stern, standing

impact of the smell was

he vomited, his stomach was almost

moment, letting him “appreciate” how she

the wicked thoughts Gwendolyn

finishing the bowl of spaghetti

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

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

speaking, she stood up and prepared to

of the man’s unusually white

eyebrows and walked over, gently

hint

her eyes narrowing dangerously and quickly explained, “It’s blood from the