Wooing My Ex-Wife

Chapter 170 Waking From The Dream Charles was truly on the verge of exploding.

He suppressed the fury in his heart and spoke with a gentler tone.

“Gwen, I can do all those things too, and I’m better looking than him.

Wouldn’t that make you happier?” Gwendolyn once again lifted Maverick’s chin, examining his facial features.

“You are good-looking, but he is handsome.

It’s not the same,” she retorted.

Charles had gentle and delicate features, with a pair of deep blue eyes that added a touch of color and made him look more beautiful than a gorgeous woman.

On the contrary, Maverick’s eyes were dark and deep, and his facial features were extraordinarily handsome.

When he was not smiling, he would exude a cold aura.

But when he softened the look in his eyes, feigning innocence and playing the victim, he gave off the vibe of a wolf in sheep’s clothing, which made Gwendolyn want to punish him.

His face was, above all, strikingly attractive.

This time around, with his thin lips gently holding his shirt and his hands bound, he was the embodiment of desire and submission.

This gave her a strong urge to tease him relentlessly.

Gwendolyn’s words fell softly into Maverick’s ears, sounding especially pleasant and soothing.

He obediently held his hands up high and kept the shirt in his mouth without moving an inch.

Under Gwendolyn’s teasing, his face turned slightly red.

“Such a good boy.

” Gwendolyn was quite pleased with Maverick’s performance.

She picked up the glass of red wine on the table and brought it to his lips, saying, “This is your reward.

” Maverick parted his lips, and his shirt slipped off.

With Gwendolyn feeding him, he drained the glass of red wine in one gulp.

As the wine entered his throat smoothly, a sweet and intoxicating aroma filled his senses.

It was the most delicious wine in the world.

For a moment, Maverick was completely immersed in the sweet aroma of the wine.

Upon seeing the dark red wine dripping from the corner of his mouth, Gwendolyn gently wiped it away with her index finger.

The drop of wine was transferred to her fingertip.

She glanced at it, then brought her finger to Maverick’s lips.

“It’s yours.

Lick it clean.

” Maverick’s cheeks flushed.

He gently extended his tongue, carefully licking the wine off her finger and sending a tingling sensation through it.

extremely obsequious manner delighted

their three years of marriage, he always remained aloof, condescending, and full of

saw him, his face was cold, stern, and

treated her as if she owed

lap, cautiously

by affection

was something she could never have imagined

out a series

expression, he began to please her with his

could not

Charles’ eyes were red with anger as he glared

he wished that he was the one

it hard to accept

you’ve never had feelings for me? Were all

shirt and brought it

bit down gently, while Gwendolyn’s caresses

she played with Maverick,

lie to you—I

when I needed

was destined that we could never be together in

my fondness for you

dejected, unable to utter a single word

see,

me something, you should stay far away from me

Charles’ eyes as

eagerly anticipated Gwendolyn to turn around, look at him, and reveal

Unfortunately, she did not.

too busy teasing Maverick with a

restless due to Gwendolyn’s

rapid, the frequency

you want it?” Maverick bit down on his

he unconsciously let out a soft

appeared extremely patient and

“Okay.

right place, so I’ll satisfy you

stand

she returned the

and straighten

were red marks on Maverick’s wrists from the tight grip of the belt, but they were like a trophy to Charles’

marks moved around in Charles’

only that, his heart

gently took his large, well-defined hand in her

were filled with warmth as she said, “Let’s go

she did not glance at

left Realm Bar

to Bay Villa, and it was then that Gwendolyn

tiring to put

she gently closed her eyes to rest, her face regained its previous coldness,

left

now, he

choose between you and

but he is

It’s not the same.

ears were still

out his hand, wanting to ask if there was even the slightest bit of sincerity in

could touch her sleeve, Gwendolyn frowned in disgust

displayed the epitome of