Wooing My Ex-Wife

Gwendolyn clenched her hands tightly as she listened to the low growls coming from inside. However, her face was still cold and emotionless when she looked at Elven.

“Do you think I’ve gone too far?” Elven knelt down on the spot.

“That’s not what I meant.

You were drugged last night.

It’s only fair to make up for the suffering you endured, but I know that you don’t really want to kill Mr. Wright.” Gwendolyn felt much better after she heard that. She looked at Quinton after contemplating for a while.

“Go to the Wright residence and bring Frida over here.

Be quick.” “Yes, Ms. Shalders.” Quinton set off immediately. The rest of them stood at the basement door, listening as the growling and struggling sounds grew more intense as though Maverick was on the brink of despair. Even the tall and burly bodyguards found it difficult to continue listening and felt as though they were also being subjected to a cruel form of torture. Ten minutes later, Gwendolyn finally spoke up.

“Open the door.

Get a bucket of ice water and bring it over.

It’ll help him cool down.” The bodyguards obeyed Gwendolyn’s orders after a brief moment of shock and went to get some ice cubes to mix with a bucket of water. Creak. The basement door opened, allowing a sliver of light to seep in.

That beam of light stretched Maverick’s shadow long and thin in the center. Maverick lay curled up on the floor, just like a baby in its mother’s womb. The floor beneath him was soaked with sweat, and his hair was also damp from perspiration as it hung limply over his forehead.

this hour to the point of exhaustion, yet his body still trembled violently, and his face was horrifyingly red. He struggled to open

was hoarse as he said, “Gwendolyn… I-I feel… terrible…” He couldn’t help but feel heartbroken after seeing how uncomfortable the drug made her feel last night. Would she feel a little bit better knowing that I’ve suffered through the effects of the drug as well? Can this lessen some of the disgust she feels toward me in her heart?

The intense coldness made his heartthrob painfully, which was a hundred times worse than when the drug took effect. Gwendolyn did not budge as she watched

to the core after being poured the bucket of ice

more violently, and

directly on his head!” Gwendolyn’s grip on the armrest of the chair tightened abruptly. “Huh? Wasn’t

caused Maverick to cough violently. The heart-wrenching sound of coughing echoed throughout the basement

Ryan’s approach, which

was about to stand up to check on Maverick when a woman’s scream

with a scowl on his face, Frida could easily tell that it wasn’t going to be anything good, and she tried her best to play the

quickly as she could with her leg in a cast. She collapsed to the ground next to Maverick as she felt how cold

as she noticed

My son is dying! He can’t die! He mustn’t die!” Frida had been arrogant for most of her life, and this was the first time she had broken down in tears in front of Gwendolyn

save

treating him like this? You were

cruel to him because we were once a couple? Gwendolyn sneered, “Despite being married into the Wright

you not treat me as a daughter, you even

is torturing your most precious son?” Frida was stunned for

all my fault for being so harsh on you, but my

him, Gwendolyn! I’m begging

“I can’t save him.