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.

vent his frustration, he almost added a

bite? That half-smile expression on her face

up, so he tried to maintain a calm demeanor as

as soon as he took a bite of the dish, his stomach felt

hold it in any longer, he rushed to the

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

punishment, you’re not allowed

Maverick had vomited until his stomach was empty, but he still could not help

but he did not feel like

been vomited out, leaving a burning

me to

not to eat, but Gwendolyn

it was already past nine o’clock, and Gwendolyn was indeed feeling

hope

she decided to cook a

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

water and added the

was apt in what she

just stood quietly by the door,

figure, Maverick’s mind was

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,

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

thinking, Gwendolyn had already prepared a delicious bowl of

of spaghetti, with no

not a single drop was left in the

What a heartless woman.

would punish me for not getting dinner ready without

Gwendolyn enjoying her meal, there was nothing he could

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

called out to him, “Come

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 the pasta

pasta smells

really enjoying

face

of the smell was very

he vomited, his stomach was almost

moment, letting him “appreciate” how she was eating

finally understood the wicked thoughts Gwendolyn

the bowl of spaghetti Bolognese,

a napkin and looked at the

look exactly as it was before you started using

she stood up and prepared

caught sight of

and walked over, gently lifting up

hint of pink

eyes narrowing dangerously and