Wooing My Ex-Wife

Meanwhile, at the hospital, Maverick was lying in bed, his lips curling into a smirk as he watched the live broadcast on the television across the room. So, it looks like she’s decided to reveal one of her alter egos after so long. The broadcast was done to inform everyone that even Treyton and Joaquin were more than happy to let her have the spotlight. Samantha and Dexter must be extremely anxious right now.

I bet they’re scrambling to uncover her real identity. A corner of his lips lifted into a smile as he gazed at the stunning woman speaking on live television.

She might never look back or consider remarrying him, but he was happy enough to spend the rest of his life peacefully like this. Ryan was presently sitting on the chair by Maverick’s bed.

He had propped his chin up with one hand while his elbow rested on his knee, completely captivated by Gwendolyn’s stunning beauty. “Ms. Shalders looks so attractive when she’s serious!” he remarked. However, when he thought about being suspended, his face fell.

“But she can be really scary when she’s mad, too.

If only she could be gentle like this all the time.” Maverick had been admiring Gwendolyn’s beauty in silence until Ryan started rambling on next to him.

Eventually, he got quite annoyed and proceeded to grab the remote control from the bedside table, then decisively turned off the television. Ryan had been daydreaming moments ago, but before he knew it, he was staring at a pitch-black screen instead of Gwendolyn’s pretty face. “Mr. Wright, what gives?” he asked disgruntledly. Maverick didn’t speak or pay any attention to him.

His expression was somewhat cold, and due to being sick and having been injected with the special drug previously, his skin had taken on an unhealthy pallor.

This only accentuated his intimidating presence. Ryan looked at the somber man.

Could it be that he’s… He decided to ask outright, “Mr. Wright, you’re not jealous because I praised Ms. Shalders, are you?” “I only turned it off because I got bored watching it,” Maverick lied impassively. Ryan knew the man was lying, so he pointed out kindly, “Honestly, Mr. Wright, there’s no chance for you and Ms. Shalders to be together again, especially since you’ve divorced her and now work as her housekeeper.

Don’t go getting your hopes up.” Maverick’s face instantly darkened. Unfazed and oblivious, Ryan continued, “Moreover, Ms. Shalders and Mr. Ferguson have had feelings for each other since they were young.

very compatible in terms of personality, family background,

then go back to being good old Mr. Wright?” “Sherman Ferguson,” Maverick bit out

quite promiscuous. Not to mention, he was compassionate, too. Knowing how Gwendolyn made a habit out of returning a favor tenfold, she might end up getting hurt by Sherman, whether he did so intentionally or not. There was no way Maverick could entrust Gwendolyn to a man like that! “Mr. Wright?” Ryan

and stood up. Maverick put on his shoes, and without so much as a backward glance, he walked out of the door as he said coldly, “To get discharged.” “Huh? You’ve only been here for a few days! The doctor will have to do another check-up on you and issue discharge paperwork before you can leave!” Ryan cried out after Maverick. He hurriedly chased after Maverick, only to see the latter suddenly stop at the door of the hospital room. When Ryan drew closer, Maverick held out his hand and said, “Give me your phone.” The talent show this time was a huge success, largely due

turned sour. She picked up the call calmly, but before she could say anything, a deep voice came down the other line. “Gwendolyn, it’s me.” Although Gwendolyn found it strange that Maverick was calling her, she didn’t bother to press him further and merely asked, “What’s wrong?” “I’ve been discharged from the

the success of your first show, I’ll prepare a feast for us

in his undertone, too. Gwendolyn sensed this and

space

a celebration

another day,” she finally said. She was just about to put down her phone when Maverick interjected anxiously, “Wait, don’t hang up! Are you… going to eat with Joaquin, Treyton, and the others?” She did not

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Gwendolyn could not stand it when he used

there’s no room for negotiation.”