Wooing My Ex-Wife

Chapter 165 He Is My Pet The two of them quickly left the villa.

While they were en route to the suburbs, Maverick, feeling weary, closed his eyes for a brief respite, only to unexpectedly drift off into a deep sleep.

He didn’t sleep well and had a very strange dream.

In his dream, he found himself in a small, empty, and modest cabin.

Bang! Suddenly, a deafening gunshot rang out from outside the door.

He felt a sharp pain in his chest, and as he looked down, he discovered that his heart had been pierced by a bullet.

Instantly, his entire body became drenched in crimson, as blood spread and stained him in vivid hues of red.

Agonizing pain emanated from his heart, surging through his limbs and coursing through every inch of his body.

He turned around in shock.

In the dim light, Gwendolyn stood by the door, aiming a gun at him.

Her face was as frigid and lifeless as death, devoid of any warmth.

Her once warm eyes now gleamed with a chilling cruelty and ruthless detachment.

W-Why… His eyes reddened.

He wanted to approach her to seek an answer to his predicament.

As he took two steps forward, his vision suddenly blurred, and everything before his eyes became drenched in a deep crimson hue.

Eventually, he could no longer discern the figure standing before him.

“Boss? Boss!” As Nico called out twice, Maverick gradually regained consciousness.

“Boss, we’ve arrived.

There’s a small path up ahead.

To avoid being noticed by Natasha, we need to walk.

” Maverick blinked his tired, dark eyes, instinctively casting a downward gaze toward his heart.

Beneath the suit and shirt, it was pulsating with life and vigor.

However, the intense pain in the dream just now felt all too real.

It was so realistic that he could hardly distinguish between the present and the past, wondering which one was actually an illusion.

Gwendolyn’s ruthless expression flashed before his eyes, causing a sudden sharp pain in his heart.

Nico felt that something was off with Maverick as the latter’s face was pale.

He used the back of his hand to feel Maverick’s forehead.

It felt refreshingly cool.

no sign of

feeling unwell? Boss!” Nico’s unceasing voice roused Maverick

to its normal hue, and he gracefully stepped out of the

“I’m fine.

Let’s go.

Villa to the suburbs, someone

in the suburbs, Charles narrowed his deep blue

to deliver the message replied with his head lowered, “It seems like he went to meet

he recalled Maverick’s deliberate attempts to gain Gwendolyn’s attention at the police

his eyes were brimming with profound affection, as if his heart and gaze

he now went behind Gwendolyn’s back to secretly meet another

and gather information about who he met and thoroughly

want to have all the details as quickly

” “Yes.

with amusement as he stood up and headed to

Gwendolyn was sitting in the CEO’s office, tidying up the desk and preparing to leave

Angle, Gwendolyn capitalized on her recent free

Treyton returned to oversee his own

had just finished tidying up the desk when Joanne

Shalders, there’s a man in military

his name is

is Charles coming over for?

Let him in.

“Okay then,” Joanne responded cheerfully and took two steps

“This Mr. Newton is really good-looking, Ms. Shalders, you are truly… something!” She gave a thumbs up, looking

gently waved her hand, and signaled for her to

room, Gwendolyn was already seated on the small guest

had courteously poured a cup

just about to get off

a smile, taking a

as to why

it be because of that manservant in your villa?” Gwendolyn poured herself a cup of coffee

aware that you and I are cut from the

is destined to be impossible

knew was domineering and

obsession with cleanliness and a strong sense of

his possessiveness go,

in that case, it has nothing to do with your manservant?” Gwendolyn thought

any thoughts he might have of pursuing her, she needed

I won’t say it has completely nothing to do with

see, for me, he’s like a beautiful pet that I keep in my

hearing this, Charles

looking than him?”

cup

something, and the smile in

your pet very well, unaware of what he does behind

“What do you mean?” Charles stood up, gracefully adjusting the collar