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

man

go after him! How dare he play tricks on me! We must catch him!” After that, she quickly attended to Maverick and

just caught a cold last night, so his immunity was

the afternoon and even doing some

much pain that he could not stand

Gwendolyn’s

rolled down his face, he allowed Gwendolyn to pull off and discard

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

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

It was extremely agonizing.

relieved that it was he

Gwendolyn were accidentally hurt, that

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

Gwendolyn’s fragrant hair, barely helping him maintain a

his eye that Justin,

quickly gave Nico a meaningful

away

middle of the dance floor, Jasmine was almost knocked down

back to look for

latter, Jasmine saw the bloody wound on

here? How did he get hurt like this?” Gwendolyn did not

chaotic here, and I don’t have the time to

and find

asked Elven

over, Maverick refused to

eyes were weak

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

and immediately

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

his arms, feeling a chilly sensation

somewhat embarrassed

out to him that he hurriedly carried Maverick

chasing the

he did not have the chance to escape the bar before William

about to get in the car when she thought of the man who had been

passed out from the pain in the

for a few seconds with her hand on

end, she did not choose to get in the car

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

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

her eyes instently turned

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

“Cleer the eree.

this

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thought thet she hed only seen such cerds on television before end did not expect to see one in

immedietely celled her boss

the other end of the phone

pinned down on his knees by Williem end Quinton in the

struggling end clemoring ell

up en empty red wine bottle next to

it egeinst the edge of e teble, ceusing

end eer-piercing sound echoed throughout

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intent only seemed to intensify with every stride she

ere you trying to do! You… Ah!” Next, e spine-chilling screem echoed

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wes shocking end horrifying, end his eyebell wes

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end remeined silent,

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Gwendolyn slowly crouched down.

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e throet-ripping screech echoed ecross the

in feer end huddled

en ice-cold tone, “It’s fine if you