Wooing My Ex-Wife

Chapter 175 In Order To Protect Her How did Maverick get here? Didn’t the ‘toast’ he was referring to happen a long time ago? Why does he still remember it so clearly? Gwendolyn glanced behind Maverick from the corner of her eyes.

Not only him, but it seemed that Nico, Elven, Ezra, William, and Quinton were all there as well.

Gwendolyn instinctively looked up at the railing on the first floor again.

Charles was still leaning at where he was.

Although she could not see his expression due to the lights, she could sense that he was watching them.

The man offering a toast was scolded by Maverick, and the former looked innocently at Gwendolyn.

“Miss, I meant no harm.

It’s just a drink.

I don’t know why this gentleman has to insult me.

” “You’re right.

It’s just a drink.

” Gwendolyn pursed her lips and smiled, her slender fingers reaching out to take the red wine that had been passed to Maverick.

However, Maverick refused to give her the glass.

His darkened eyes were gloomy, and his face was full of displeasure.

Gwendolyn’s beautiful eyes were gentle, and she coaxed Maverick in a frivolous tone, “Behave yourself and let go of the glass.

I’ll accept your toast next time.

” With just this one sentence, Maverick was instantly satisfied.

Gwendolyn effortlessly retrieved the glass of red wine, elegantly taking a whiff before gently pressing her red lips against the rim, readying to take a sip.

The man offering the toast saw her movements, and a hint of excitement flickered in his eyes.

However, Gwendolyn’s lips came to a halt just before they touched the liquid.

She looked at the man with a hint of playfulness in her gaze.

“Do you really want me to drink?” The man was stunned for a moment, and his eyes filled with anticipation as he nodded.

In the next second, Gwendolyn’s smiling eyes suddenly turned cold, and she splashed the glass of wine directly onto the man’s face.

“You know exactly what’s in this drink, and it should taste pretty good.

You should give it a good try.

” She had not noticed it at first, but the man mentioned that he came from the small cubicle.

When Maverick and his group appeared and threw a wrench in the man’s plan, the people at that table did not react at all.

Moreover, the man was being overly attentive.

The man’s face and body were covered in red wine, which annoyed him slightly.

“If you don’t want to drink, that’s fine.

But why are you accusing me? You’re such a buzzkill!” He wiped his face and lowered his head, reaching for the tissue in his suit pocket.

Maverick watched him closely and noticed a cold look on the man’s face when the latter lowered his head, which was not a good sign.

The man seized the opportunity when Gwendolyn had turned her attention away and suddenly pulled out a small glass bottle from his pocket, maliciously splashing its contents toward Gwendolyn’s face.

“Look out!” Almost acting out of instinct, Maverick pulled Gwendolyn into his embrace, and the entire bottle of liquid splashed onto the back of his suit.

The suit immediately sizzled and emitted smoke.

“Ugh…” The burning pain shot through him, causing Maverick’s brows to furrow tightly and his face to turn pale.

Despite the agony, his arms still hugged Gwendolyn close, firmly protecting her in his embrace.

“Ms. Shalders, it’s sulfuric acid!” Elven cried out in terror.

This sentence was like a bomb, causing the crowd that was initially dancing on the dance floor to burst into an uproar as they screamed and scattered in all directions.

chaotic in the

the man

he play tricks on me! We must catch him!” After

had just caught a cold last night, so his

the afternoon and even doing some housework, his stamina was completely

pain that

rested his chin on Gwendolyn’s

rolled down his face, he allowed Gwendolyn to pull off

most of the liquid had soaked into the clothes, and only a palm-sized area in the middle of

most concentrated in that area, causing the acid to seep into his

It was extremely agonizing.

felt relieved that it was he who

accidentally hurt, that would have truly broken

the intense pain, he lifted his eyelids,

fragrant hair, barely helping him maintain

out of the corner of his eye that Justin, who had originally been standing behind

quickly gave Nico a

the message right away and quietly left to

floor, Jasmine was almost knocked down by the

hurriedly ran back to look for

approached the latter, Jasmine saw the bloody wound on Maverick’s back, which turned her

what’s going on here? How did he get hurt like this?” Gwendolyn did

too chaotic here, and I don’t have

find

was done speaking, she asked Elven to drive and Ezra to

Maverick refused to let the man carry

were weak yet

his teeth and said, “Gwendolyn,

Gwendolyn understood and immediately stripped

remaining sulfuric acid and bloodstains on his back, then

feeling a chilly

embarrassed by his

he hurriedly

Quinton were chasing the man at a

to escape the bar before William and Quinton

she thought of the

glanced at Maverick, who had already passed out from

a few seconds with her

not choose to get in the

Elven and Ezra, “Hurry up and take him to the nearest

asked, “What about you, Ms. Shalders?” “I’ll

closed the cer door, end her eyes instently turned cold, filling with murderous

Reelm Ber, she first went to the front desk end cesuelly tossed

“Cleer the eree.

this

I’ll compensete for it!” The receptionist

the Centurion Cerd, she thought thet she hed only seen such cerds on television

her boss to report

on the other end of the

men wes pinned down on his knees by Williem end Quinton in

end clemoring

up en empty red

edge of

sound

sight of Gwendolyn, who

intent only seemed to intensify with

you trying to do! You… Ah!” Next, e

wes sleshed by the broken wine bottle, instently

sight wes shocking end horrifying, end his eyebell

geze wes cold end ruthless es she pressed the sherp edge of the broken wine bottle

questioned, “Who sent you?” Sulfuric

remeined silent, refusing

expressionless es she

to splesh et me just now?” Williem end Quinton understood the

shoe stomped herd egeinst the men’s helf-unhermed fece, end the men’s right hend wes forcefully extended

Gwendolyn slowly crouched down.

glinted menecingly es she ruthlessly stebbed the wine bottle into the beck

throet-ripping screech echoed ecross

in feer end

es she uttered in en ice-cold tone, “It’s fine if