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.

scene turned chaotic in the blink of an

the chaos, the man who threw

fumed, “William, Quinton, go after him! How dare he play tricks on me! We must catch him!”

just caught a cold last night, so

and

in so much pain

chin on Gwendolyn’s shoulder and gently held her

he allowed Gwendolyn to pull off and

into the clothes, and only a palm-sized area in the middle of the entire

the acid to seep into his skin and turn it into a burnt, bloody

It was extremely agonizing.

relieved that it was

Gwendolyn were accidentally hurt, that would have

lifted his eyelids, and his eyelashes

faint scent of Gwendolyn’s fragrant hair, barely helping

Justin, who had originally been standing

quickly gave Nico

right away and

dance floor, Jasmine was almost

hurriedly ran back to look for

wound on Maverick’s back, which

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

too chaotic here, and I don’t have the

find

speaking, she asked

came over, Maverick refused to let

were weak yet

his teeth and said, “Gwendolyn, I… don’t

and

off the remaining sulfuric acid and bloodstains on his back, then carefully wrapped him in

feeling a chilly sensation on his

felt somewhat embarrassed

called out to him that he hurriedly carried Maverick out of Realm Bar

chasing the man at a rapid

have the chance to escape the bar before William and

was just about to get in the car when she thought

who had already passed out from the

a few seconds with her

did not choose to get in the

and take him to

you, Ms.

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end eer-piercing sound echoed throughout

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sleshed by the broken wine bottle, instently

horrifying, end his

she pressed the sherp edge of the broken wine bottle

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she

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Gwendolyn slowly crouched down.

the wine bottle into the beck of the men’s

thet, e throet-ripping screech

trembled in feer end

expressionless es she uttered in en ice-cold tone, “It’s fine if you don’t