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.

he was left with no choice but to turn around and return

bodyguard could monitor his actions at any time, it was clear that Gwendolyn was

and saw a missed

call history, he decided to turn

been spending sleepless nights searching for people in the

that, he had to cook and do other household chores

as he lay down in bed, he quickly drifted

awakened by the chirping of birds outside

jolted awake in the

was his unique secret code

bed and walked towards

chandelier made a clicking sound and turned

leaning against the door

still and stared at

have become so numb to the surrounding

not even notice it when

smile as her sharp gaze fixed

not sleeping yet?” Gwendolyn

Maverick forced a smile.

a little hungry and can’t seem to sleep, so I am

kitchen located outside the window?”

from the second floor to get something to eat?” She noticed something

for the yard, so not even a fly could get in, let alone a

silent, as he could not think of a good reason to argue with

not bother with exposing

is already one in the

suggest that you get some

to wake up

not try anything, or you won’t be allowed to eat

turned around and

that something went wrong, Maverick closed the curtains and

Gwendolyn’s instructions and saw the bodyguards

they were carrying

are being delivered so early? “Mr. Wright, please pack and move these things

like to see her house in a mess, and she will be unhappy if she sees all these laying around, the 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 coming

knew the bodyguards were deliberately trying

the boxes, and it would take a considerable amount of time to finish the task on top of preparing

moving, the bodyguards looked at him tauntingly and hinted, “Mr. Wright, a man should never admit to his lack

and he immediately began

found Maverick drenched in sweat with his white shirt clinging

she always knew that he had an

breakfast ready?” she

one last box to bring

gritted out as if any distraction would

and headed downstairs to

taken out of the cabinet last night was