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.

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.” Treyton nodded in agreement

refrigerator to look for

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

got the better of him when he pondered how Gwendolyn would interact with

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

was all smiles, appearing to be happy from the

remembered she had also been full of laughter in the first year of

playing about her lips, and her eyes would shine with

could only wonder when exactly all her smiles began to

was incredibly frosty and indifferent every time she

gorgeous and distant, exuding

encountered, she always remained poised

tightness

As he was deep in thought, he suddenly saw Elven hurriedly push open the door to the

sweeping the fallen leaves when he noticed Elven stepping out

Wright, Mrs. Wright fell down the stairs at

asked to

the car.” Frida fell down? But it’s only been a few days! How could she suddenly fall down the stairs?

emotions flitted across his

he followed Elven to the

sent to her previous private ward

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

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

up in

never get to see

the cast, and Frida instantly

Maverick could tell

beside the bed and took

reason?” Aggrieved, Frida wanted to explain when her gaze landed on Elven

so long, and I’d

long, is that okay?” Elven hesitated for a moment and did not take

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things

quick chat with my mom.” The last time he was

currently serving

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

he exited the ward and closed the door behind

the deal with your injury? I just checked it out, and it’s not as serious as

I slipped and fell

five

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 not the point right

progress on the matter I mentioned

again?” Erida gently pushed his