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.

how he hurt you this time! Isn’t it obvious that he premeditated all this? It’d be too late if you failed

to look for

know what I’m doing.” In the garden, Maverick’s

of him when he pondered how Gwendolyn would interact with

window and peeked through the glass, only to find an extremely harmonious scene

be happy from

been full of laughter in the first

lips, and her eyes would shine with affection whenever

wonder when exactly all her smiles began

incredibly frosty and indifferent every time she looked at

since the divorce, she had become breathtakingly gorgeous and distant, exuding an air of nobility and

difficulties she encountered, she

a tightness in

describe the feeling, but it was rather uncomfortable, As he was deep in thought, he suddenly saw Elven hurriedly push

Unconcerned, Maverick looked away and was about to continue sweeping the fallen leaves when he noticed Elven stepping out and

fell down the stairs

to

suddenly fall down the stairs? “All right.” Maverick glanced back through the window at that group of three inside the house who were

of mixed emotions flitted across his dark

he followed Elven

been sent to her

leg, she lay in

the sound of the door opening, she looked up and caught sight of

welled up in her

I’d never get to see you

in the cast, and Frida instantly cried out in

woman’s exaggerated reaction, Maverick could tell what was going

the chair beside

fall for no reason?” Aggrieved, Frida wanted to explain when her

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

Elven hesitated for a moment

Bonus Maverick turned

things

just have a quick chat with my mom.” The last time he

currently serving

he chose not

the ward and closed the

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

slipped and fell down the stairs

about five or

deal, but if 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

I mentioned to you

gently pushed his