Wooing My Ex-Wife

Chapter 110 A Plot “You are not allowed to go,” Gwendolyn said in a firm tone before moving to shut the door.

“Wait a minute, ouch…” Maverick instinctively reached his hand out to block the door and winced in pain.

His face twisted and his forehead broke out in cold sweat.

Gwendolyn was startled.

“Are you out of your mind? How can you stop a door with your hands?” Eww… There are a lot of nerves in the fingers, so this has to hurt a lot.

Maverick covered his reddened right hand and felt sorry for himself.

“Can you at least let me finish speaking now that I’m injured? We might have signed an agreement, but you can’t take away my basic rights.

Don’t you think…” Gwendolyn interrupted him and said, “Speak in plain language.

” “I want to go back to Sky Villa,” he said without hesitation, with his eyebrows slightly furrowed.

In the past, this expression would intimidate anyone who saw it.

However, due to the injection of the special drug, his skin color remained a shade paler than usual, exuding a sickly impression with a sense of fragility to it that was rather aesthetically pleasing to the eyes.

Despite his height of one hundred and eighty-eight centimeters, he did not give much of an intimidating presence.

Instead, he resembled a big hound that was pretending to be a sheep.

Gwendolyn felt a twinge of sympathy at first when she saw his injured hand, but instantly changed her mind once she heard what he said.

Huh! Do you think you can play me with a self-inflicted wound and use my sympathy against me? Just wait until tomorrow! “No way.

Go to bed now.

I will have the bodyguard pack and send it over tomorrow morning,” Gwendolyn rejected him.

“Hey…” Maverick wanted to argue, but the only response he got was the heavy sound of the door slamming shut.

“What a heartless and merciless woman,” he muttered as his expression instantly darkened.

He turned and headed down the stairs.

He went straight to the first floor, intending to go to the front door and assess the situation.

As soon as he stepped out of the living room, two bodyguards suddenly emerged from the shadows even before he had a chance to set foot in the garden.

“You are not allowed to go out at night.

Mr. Wright.

Please go back,” warned one of the bodyguards.

and he was left with no choice but to turn around

actions at any time, it was clear that Gwendolyn was wary of

phone and saw a

call history, he decided to

A Plot + Cons He had been spending sleepless nights searching for people

to cook and do other household chores earlier that day, leaving him

he lay down in

he was suddenly awakened by

jolted awake in the

it was his

quickly got out of bed

overhead chandelier made a clicking sound

around, he saw Gwendolyn leaning against the door with a faint smile on her

and

have become so numb to

not even notice it when she entered

to smile as her sharp

you not sleeping

Maverick forced a smile.

and can’t seem to sleep, so I

“Is the kitchen located outside the

something to eat?” She noticed something was wrong when she heard the

set up top-grade security for the yard, so not even a fly could get in, let alone

think of a good reason to argue with

bother with exposing his

one

you get some

up at six tomorrow to

try anything, or you won’t be allowed to eat for the whole

she turned around and went back to

had likely noticed that something went wrong, Maverick closed the curtains and decided to look for another opportunity

Gwendolyn’s instructions and saw the bodyguards rushing around as they carried something into the living room from

and found that they were carrying his

so early? “Mr. Wright, please pack and

bodyguards said with a slightly gloating tone as they pointed to the stack of paper boxes that were piled up as high as a person when they saw Maverick

did not say anything as he knew the bodyguards were deliberately trying to provoke

it would take a considerable amount of time to finish the task on top

tauntingly and hinted, “Mr. Wright, a man should never admit to his lack of ability, but if you really can’t do it, you can

he immediately began

drenched in sweat with his white shirt clinging to his body, revealing his

he had an attractive physique, it

breakfast ready?”

last box to

Maverick gritted out as if any distraction

downstairs to the living

she noticed that the first-aid kit she had taken out of the cabinet last night was nowhere to