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.

Isn’t it obvious that he premeditated all this? It’d be too late if you failed to teach him a lesson and wound up hurting yourself instead.”

Gwendolyn opened the refrigerator to look for ingredients, she laughed and

doing.” In the garden, Maverick’s

he pondered how Gwendolyn would

He slowly paced toward the edge of the window and peeked through the glass, only to find an extremely harmonious scene

smiles, appearing to be happy from the bottom of her

remembered she had also been full of laughter in

her lips, and her eyes

exactly all her smiles began to fade

was incredibly frosty and indifferent every time she looked

since the divorce, she had become breathtakingly gorgeous and distant, exuding

she encountered,

a tightness in

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

was about to continue sweeping the fallen leaves when

Mrs. Wright fell down the stairs at the

to

But it’s only been a few days! How could she suddenly fall down the stairs?

emotions flitted across his dark

he followed Elven

sent to her previous private

on her leg, she lay in bed in a daze, bored out

door opening, she looked up and caught

immediately welled up in

get to see

the cast, and Frida instantly cried out

that woman’s exaggerated reaction, Maverick could

walked to the chair beside the bed and took

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

man, I haven’t seen my son for so long, and I’d like to have a word with him

too long, is that okay?” Elven hesitated

A Helping Hand +15 Bonus Maverick turned around and reassured, “Don’t

won’t make things difficult for

mom.” The last time he was beaten up, it was Elven who had to

was currently

of Maverick’s dignity, so he chose not to

the ward and

I just checked it out, and it’s

and fell down

five

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

progress on the matter I mentioned to

that again?” Erida gently pushed his forehead with her