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.

in

the chaos, the man who threw

him!” After that, she quickly attended to Maverick and observed his condition, swiftly taking off

just caught a cold last

pills in the afternoon and even doing some housework, his stamina

much pain that he

on Gwendolyn’s shoulder and gently held

allowed Gwendolyn to pull off and discard

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

acid to

It was extremely agonizing.

that it was he who

hurt, that would have

the intense pain, he lifted his eyelids, and

sniffed the faint scent of Gwendolyn’s fragrant hair, barely helping him maintain

corner of his eye that Justin, who had originally been standing behind Gwendolyn, was nowhere to

Nico a meaningful

the message right away and

floor, Jasmine was almost knocked down by the

hurriedly ran back to look for

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

did he get hurt like this?”

don’t have the time

and find Charles

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

over, Maverick refused to let the

eyes were weak yet

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

and immediately stripped

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

hugged his arms, feeling a chilly sensation

embarrassed by

not until Gwendolyn called out to him that he hurriedly carried Maverick out of Realm Bar on

chasing the

to escape the bar before William and Quinton caught

the car when she thought of the man who

had already passed out

hesitated for a few seconds with her hand on the

the end, she did not choose

up and take him

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