Wooing My Ex-Wife

Chapter 126 The Mastermind It seemed that Maverick was worn out from last night, as he was sleeping soundly now.

Gwendolyn stared at him for a moment.

60% +15 Bonus སྤྱོད•158 She saw the faint traces of a slap mark on his left cheek, accompanied by slight swelling and the uncleaned.

bloodstain at the corner of his mouth.

He appeared quite miserable, not much better off than her.

Although she had exhausted all her strength last night and couldn’t remember what had happened.

afterward, judging from the current situation, she supposed Maverick did not do anything to her.

Gwendolyn pursed her lips and suddenly tasted a hint of sweetness in her mouth.

Is this the taste of glucose? He was the one who drugged my coffee, but now he’s pretending to be a good guy? Gwendolyn’s eyes had a bone-chilling coldness to them.

Is he putting on a show for me? I’ll wait and see what’s next! She stepped out of the bathtub and tiptoed out of the bathroom without waking Maverick up A sharp pain in his back jolted Maverick out of sleep.

He almost dislocated his arm from sleeping so soundly against the edge of the bathtub.

I was so busy helping Gwendolyn bring down her fever last night that I forgot to apply medicine to myself.

To make matters worse, I accidentally bumped into the sharp corner of the bed, which probably aggravated the swelling on my back.

He sighed, propped himself up to sit, and suddenly realized that the person in the bathtub had disappeared.

When did she wake up? Surprisingly, he had no idea at all.

It appeared that the 023 special drug had significantly decreased his acuity.

He got up and walked over to the sink, where he looked in the mirror and wiped the trace of the blood from the corner of his mouth.

Then, he went downstairs to find Gwendolyn.

The atmosphere in the living room was extremely tense.

Gwendolyn sat on the couch with her arms folded across her chest and a cold expression on her face.

The four bodyguards, Elven, William, Quinton, and Ryan, stood neatly behind the couch with equally grim expressions.

noticed the tension in the living room as soon as he

-destined to happen

with heavy steps and stood in front of

coldly and met his gaze, but she didn’t

was standing behind her, was the first to point at the two packets of coffee sugar

her coffee last night, and while you did make it, you 1/4 60% Chapter 126 The Mastermind

this?” Maverick stared at Gwendolyn intently and explained, “It’s true that I placed the sugar packets in

knowledge of the presence of the ecstasy.” Gwendolyn’s lips curled slightly,

knew in his heart that she wouldn’t believe him, but he couldn’t help

manipulate you again last night,

you… just trust me this time?”

entered my room late one night when Natasha drugged you, but the next day you thought I was the one

me a chance to explain then? Would believed me if I hadn’t shoved the evidence in your face?” He knew that she would never recover from

lips together as he

.

You made

you a chance to compete fairly and allow you to reclaim Wright

just had to resort to such

you’ll have to forgive me, but Fabsolutely despise deception!” Maverick had guessed it would turn out like

to do?” “It’s quite simple.” Gwendolyn smiled and gently lifted her

of warm water from the kitchen and placed

that Frida gave you the medicine pouch when you went

of coffee sugar on the table that were taken

while the

mastermind.” Maverick frowned, looked down at the coffee sugar packets on the coffee table, and

“If you can choose the sugar from this fifty-fifty chance, then I’ll believe

case, I’ll let

Wright.” Her words

her and tried to search for any other emotions in her

Unfortunately, there was none.

Fair enough.

my fault that she doesn’t trust me? He laughed self-deprecatingly, walked over to the

of coffee sugar apart under the watchful eyes of everyone present and poured them into the cup of warm

good stir, tilted his head back, and drank it all in

but his face turned pale when he realized

both packets.

Shalders felt so sick even though she consumed half a cup of the drug-laced coffee

sold on the

he drank