Wooing My Ex-Wife

Chapter 122 A Helping Hand What are they here for? Maverick froze in place, glowering at the duo behind Gwendolyn.

+15 Bonus At that moment, Sherman’s visage mirrored that of Maverick’s.

The former could barely conceal the animosity and hatred in his eyes.

Treyton, too, regarded Maverick with an unkind countenance.

It was as though they were having a staredown with one another.

Neither of them had the slightest intention of averting their gazes.

Gwendolyn sensed the hostility in the air and could not help but roll her eyes.

Must these men be this childish? If looks could kill, they would have already murdered one another hundreds of times.

She let out a sigh and thought for a moment before directing her line of sight at Maverick.

“You don’t need to cook today, and there’s not much you can help with here.

The leaves in the garden have been falling like crazy lately, so why don’t you go sweep them?” Me? Go outside to sweep the fallen leaves and leave her chitchatting with these two? I could let it go if it was only Treyton, but on what grounds does Sherman get to stay? Maverick’s face darkened.

He refused to move a muscle.

Gwendolyn walked away to fetch a bottle of fine red wine from the liquor cabinet, but when she turned around, she found Maverick still standing in the same spot.

She urged him, “Hurry up! If you can’t walk, I’ll summon Ryan and let him push you there.” It looks like I really have to go.

Maverick’s mien was as grim as death.

On his way out, he slammed the door with all his might, seemingly venting his dissatisfaction.

Pointing at the door, Treyton turned to Gwendolyn and complained.

“Just look at him! He has such a bad temper! The cheek of him to throw a tantrum in front of you.

He really deserves a beating” Gwendolyn, in turn, pursed her lips and smiled.

“Ignore him.

Sooner or later, I’ll make sure he learns how to behave.” Treyton did not react to that remark.

Sherman, however, had displeasure written all over his face.

“He’s full of pride, Gwendolyn.

Even a ferocious wild beast will back off when it’s injured, but once it seizes an opening, it’ll bite back.

premeditated all this? It’d be too late

the refrigerator to look for ingredients,

doing.” In the garden, Maverick’s mind wandered as he swept the

of him when he pondered how

Helping Hand +15 Bonus He slowly paced toward the edge of the window and peeked through the glass, only to find

all smiles, appearing to be happy from the bottom of her

she had also been full of laughter in the

her lips,

could only wonder when exactly all

incredibly frosty and indifferent every time

had become breathtakingly gorgeous and

what difficulties she encountered, she always remained poised

tightness in his chest as a suffocating

he suddenly

and was about to continue sweeping the fallen leaves when he noticed Elven stepping out and walking

Wright fell down the stairs at the

to see

to the car.” Frida fell down? But it’s only been a few days! How could she suddenly fall down the stairs? “All right.” Maverick glanced back through the window at that group of three inside the house who

emotions flitted across his dark

followed Elven to

sent to her previous private

in bed in a daze, bored out

opening, she looked up and caught sight of

up in

get to

tapped Frida’s leg in the cast, and Frida instantly cried out in

Maverick could tell what was

chair beside the bed and took

on earth did you fall for no reason?” Aggrieved, Frida wanted to explain when her gaze landed on

son for so long, and I’d like to have a word

long, is that okay?” Elven hesitated for a

Chapter 122 A Helping Hand +15 Bonus Maverick turned

things difficult for

he was beaten up, it was Elven who had to carry

was currently serving under

somewhat in awe of Maverick’s dignity, so he chose not to put

on his heel, he exited the ward and closed

“Tell me, what’s the deal with your injury? I just checked it out, and it’s not as serious as your wailing made

true that I slipped and fell down the stairs

five or six steps,

it weren’t for this incident, how could I have had the chance to catch a glimpse of your face?” “How did you make people think that you’re gravely injured?” Frida returned a mysterious smirk and whispered close to his ear, “I naturally have a way of doing this, but that’s

the matter I mentioned to you previously?” Maverick

was that again?” Erida gently pushed his forehead with