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.

lesson and vent his frustration, he almost added a big amount of every

not eat a single bite? That half-smile expression on her face seemed to tell him that she

tried to maintain

took a bite of the dish,

You Tonight Unable to hold it in any

her hands, greatly admiring Maverick’s endurance as he managed to take three bites of the

trick? Just how childish is

not allowed to have

was empty, but he still could not help but continue to

had reached him, but he did not feel

out, leaving a burning

she doesn’t allow me to eat, then so be

choose not to eat, but Gwendolyn still

past nine o’clock, and Gwendolyn was indeed feeling

was no hope for him to prepare

decided to cook a simple bowl of pasta for

pot on the stove was already burned, so Gwendolyn had no choice but to take

some water and added the

was apt in what

stood quietly by

serious and calm figure,

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

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

thinking, Gwendolyn had already prepared a delicious bowl of spaghetti

of

not a single drop was

What a heartless woman.

punish me for not getting

Gwendolyn enjoying her meal, there was

the guest room on the first floor and tidy up a room

called out to him,

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 the pasta invaded his

pasta smells so

enjoying her

apple rolled slightly, yet his face remained stern, standing there like a

of the smell

stomach

this moment, letting him “appreciate” how she was eating was nothing less than cruel

Gwendolyn had in wanting

the bowl of spaghetti Bolognese, Gwendolyn

her mouth with a napkin and looked at the man standing before her, whose

look exactly as

After she finished speaking, she stood up

her gaze caught sight of the man’s unusually white

and walked over, gently lifting

hint of pink

her eyes narrowing dangerously and quickly