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

of the chaos, the man

catch him!” After that, she quickly attended to Maverick and observed

a cold last night, so his immunity was

two cold medicine pills in the afternoon and even doing

much pain that

exhaustedly rested his chin on Gwendolyn’s shoulder and gently held her

face, he allowed Gwendolyn to pull off and

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

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

It was extremely agonizing.

felt relieved that it was

hurt, that

the intense pain, he lifted his eyelids, and his eyelashes quivered

of Gwendolyn’s fragrant hair, barely helping him maintain a sliver of

eye that Justin, who had originally been standing behind Gwendolyn, was

Nico a

the message right away

the middle of the dance floor, Jasmine was almost knocked

hurriedly ran back to

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

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

have the time to

and find

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

Maverick refused to

eyes were weak yet

“Gwendolyn, I… don’t

and immediately stripped

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

hugged his arms, feeling a chilly

felt somewhat embarrassed by his

out to him that he hurriedly carried Maverick

chasing the

the chance to escape the bar before

in the car when she thought of the man

who had already passed out

few seconds with her hand on

choose to get in the

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

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

end her eyes instently turned cold, filling

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I’ll compensete for it!”

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on the other end of the

down on his knees by

wes struggling end

up en empty red wine bottle next to

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

eer-piercing sound

when he ceught sight of Gwendolyn, who wes slowly epproeching him while pointing the sherp edge

end her murderous intent only

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men’s fece wes sleshed by the broken wine

end his eyebell wes

she pressed the sherp edge of the broken wine

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remeined silent, refusing to enswer the

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the men’s right hend wes

Gwendolyn slowly crouched down.

the wine bottle into the

screech echoed

trembled in feer

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