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.

expression darkened further, and he was left with no choice but to turn around and return to

actions at any time, it was clear that Gwendolyn

at his phone and saw a missed call

deleting the call history, he

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

he had to cook and do other household chores earlier

lay down in

awakened by the chirping

awake in the

that it was his unique secret

got out of bed and walked towards the

the overhead chandelier made a clicking sound

saw Gwendolyn leaning against the door

and stared at

I have become so numb to the surrounding after

it

as her sharp gaze

sleeping yet?”

Maverick forced a smile.

little hungry and can’t seem to

located outside the window?”

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

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

as he could not think of

not bother with exposing

one in

suggest that you get

need to wake up at six tomorrow to make

anything, or you won’t be allowed to

turned around and went

something went wrong, Maverick closed the curtains

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

over and found that they were carrying his

please pack and move these

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

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

he would be exhausted halfway through carrying all the boxes, and it would

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

eyes narrowed coldly, and he immediately began

she found Maverick drenched in sweat with his white shirt clinging to

knew that he had an attractive physique, it no longer

breakfast ready?” she

one last box to

give me a moment,” Maverick gritted out as if any distraction would intensify the fatigue he

downstairs

that the first-aid kit she had taken out of