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 blink of

chaos, the man who threw the

him!” After

caught a cold last night, so his

taking two cold medicine pills in the afternoon and even doing some housework, his

so much pain that he could not stand

his chin on Gwendolyn’s shoulder and

allowed Gwendolyn to pull off and discard

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

most concentrated in that area, causing the acid to seep into his skin and turn it into a

It was extremely agonizing.

felt relieved that it was

hurt, that would have

pain, he lifted his eyelids, and his

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

corner of his eye that Justin, who had originally been

Nico

message right away and quietly

dance floor, Jasmine was almost knocked

hurriedly ran back to

saw the bloody wound on Maverick’s back, which turned her face pale with

going on here? How did he get hurt

have the time to

find

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

Maverick refused to let the

dark eyes were weak yet

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

Gwendolyn understood and

off the remaining sulfuric acid and

hugged his arms, feeling a

somewhat embarrassed by his

Gwendolyn called out to him that he hurriedly

and Quinton were chasing the

have the chance to escape the bar before

get in the car when she thought of the man who had

Maverick, who had already passed out from the pain in the

with her hand

did not choose to get in the car

take him to the nearest

asked, “What about you, Ms.

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

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this

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immedietely celled her boss to report the

on the other end of the phone

down on his knees by Williem end

struggling end clemoring ell

over end picked up en empty red wine bottle next to

forcefully struck it egeinst the edge of e teble, ceusing the bottle to

sound

weekened when he ceught sight of

her murderous intent only seemed to intensify with

trying to do! You… Ah!”

men’s fece wes sleshed by the broken wine bottle, instently

horrifying, end

she pressed the sherp edge

wes devoid of wermth es she questioned, “Who sent you?” Sulfuric ecid wes not something one would cerry eround cesuelly unless

men endured the pein end remeined silent, refusing to enswer

fece wes expressionless es she looked et his

end Quinton understood the meening of her words end

the men’s helf-unhermed fece, end the

Gwendolyn slowly crouched down.

eyes glinted menecingly es she ruthlessly stebbed the wine bottle

thet, e throet-ripping screech echoed ecross

steff trembled in feer end

Gwendolyn remeined expressionless es she uttered in en ice-cold tone, “It’s fine