Wooing My Ex-Wife

Chapter 115 Are You Going To Kneel Maverick’s expression remained calm and composed as he said indifferently.

“I prefer not to talk while I’m attending to my personal needs.

” Elven and Quinton were taken aback by this statement.

Could he be… It was only fifteen minutes.

Did he take the time to jerk off while using the restroom? Isn’t the time a bit too short for a man? Their gazes instinctively shifted downward from Maverick’s face.

Seeing their astonished expressions, Maverick’s face grew increasingly stern.

F*ck, that was what he meant.

when he said he wanted to use the bathroom.

But since he had been misunderstood anyway, Maverick saw no point in trying to explain himself.

Instead, he simply walked to the sink and began to wash his hands with his usual graceful demeanor.

The two bodyguards watched him washing his hands.

Well, every man understands what this gesture means.

Why should men make things difficult for each other? Elven and Quinton were completely convinced by his nonsense.

After leaving the Wright residence, they escorted Maverick back to the car and drove him back to Bay Villa.

Upon arriving at the villa, Elven and Quinton informed Maverick before they discreetly positioned themselves in the shadows again.

“Mr. Wright, we have approximately four hours before Ms. Shalders returns.

Despite your absence earlier today, there are still household chores that need to be completed.

before she comes home.

” “I know.

” Maverick maintained his stoic demeanor as he spoke and pushed the door open, stepping into the villa.

Gwendolyn finally got off work an hour later than usual.

Wright Construction Group had been facing significant challenges as a result of Frida and Samantha’s extravagant spending.

The company was grappling with numerous unresolved issues, and its stock market performance had declined significantly.

Gwendolyn had to put in extra effort in order to restore Wright Construction Group to its former glory within a short timeframe so that she could settle the score with Lane Group as soon as possible.

Upon returning to Bay Villa, she didn’t rush inside.

Instead, she summoned Elven and Quinton who were hiding in the shadows.

“Ms. Shalders,” the two of them respectfully greeted, before starting their report.

“Mr. Wright didn’t display any unusual behavior today.

Gwendolyn didn’t

Are you sure you never let him out of your sight?” Both of them said in

“Yes.

You Going To Kneel “Tell me everything he said to Frida and Sheralyn today,

to their report, Gwendolyn’s expression remained

“All right.

you for your

You may go now.

general understanding of the situation, Gwendolyn gracefully made her way through the front yard garden to the living

and there was a faint aroma

Maverick heard some noise and stepped out to find Gwendolyn entering the living

word, he swiftly retrieved her slippers from the shoe cabinet and placed them neatly in front of her

“Welcome home.

at the door, observing

he spoke with a somewhat

she owed him three million dollars, he had

was too tired and couldn’t be bothered to

humming a reply, she turned her head

Maverick said.

“The meal is ready.

before you go

gaze fell upon the steaming dishes

and ridicule when she had

face grew colder with each passing

eat,

With that, she tried

a peculiar

eaten? Who did you eat with? Treyton or Joaquin?” Thinking about the encounter she had earlier that day, a slight frown appeared on

wasn’t it? After discussing work, you

does he look like a wife who is

housekeeper now, so you have no right to

she finished speaking, she

her figure gradually disappear into the stairwell,

emanated from him, filling the

test tonight, Maverick’s gaze shifted toward the fruit knife nestled within the fruit basket on the coffee

His expression became inscrutable.

was three

The entire villa was enveloped in deep slumber, as this was the time when people were in their deepes

in the next moment, the man’s eyes snapped open

of sleepiness in his deep, dark

and sat up, quietly leaving

and retrieved

up

That night.

a

unsettling sensation that something was watching her from the

so similar to the night before the divorce? Startled by a sudden realization, Gwendolyn’s eyes snapped open, and an alarming gust of wind suddenly brushed past her

a second thought, she instinctively reached out and tightly gripped the

crimson droplets cascaded down her arm, staining the

pain, she

herself and the attacker, she swung her uninjured left hand, and soon her palm connected with a resounding