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.

Gwendolyn a lesson and vent his frustration, he almost added a big amount of every bottle of seasonings with

so cautious, and not eat a single bite? That

to maintain a calm demeanor as he tasted

took a bite of the dish,

hold it in any longer, he rushed to

laughed while clapping her hands, greatly admiring Maverick’s endurance as he managed to take three bites of the food before spitting it

torture me with this little trick? Just how childish is this man? Gwendolyn said, “Mr. Wright, it’s

a punishment, you’re not allowed to have dinner

until his stomach was empty, but he still

had reached him, but he did

been vomited out, leaving a burning sensation

to

might choose not to eat, but Gwendolyn still needed

was already past nine o’clock, and Gwendolyn was

no hope for him to prepare dinner

decided to cook a simple bowl of pasta

the stove was already burned, so Gwendolyn had no choice but to take out another

water and

in

just stood quietly by the

serious and calm figure,

agreed to divorce her back then, and we just lived a simple and ordinary life together, things might turn out fine too… His

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

had already prepared a

bowl of spaghetti, with no

single drop

What a heartless woman.

would punish me for not getting

awkward, but seeing Gwendolyn enjoying her

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

Gwendolyn called out to

front of me and watch me until I 2/4 Chapter 109 No Dinner For You Tonight finish rating Maverick, stood in position as she requested with

smells so

really enjoying

Adam’s apple rolled slightly, yet his face

impact of the smell

vomited, his stomach was almost

moment, letting him “appreciate” how she was eating

the wicked thoughts Gwendolyn

of spaghetti Bolognese,

looked at the man standing

should look exactly as it was before

speaking, she stood up and prepared

of the man’s unusually

eyebrows and walked over, gently lifting up the collar of

a faint hint of

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