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.

sign of a

what’s wrong? Are you feeling unwell? Boss!” Nico’s unceasing voice roused Maverick from

normal hue, and he gracefully stepped out of the

“I’m fine.

Let’s go.

the duo left Bay Villa to the

the suburbs, Charles

is he doing there?” The person who came to deliver the message replied with his head lowered, “It

Charles’ lips curled into a slight smile as he recalled Maverick’s deliberate attempts to gain Gwendolyn’s attention at the police station, and the way he had playfully acted pitiful and helpless at the entrance

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

behind Gwendolyn’s

who

have all the details

” “Yes.

narrowed with amusement as he stood up and headed

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

of Angle, Gwendolyn capitalized on her recent free time and requested Treyton to vacate

to oversee his own

up the desk when Joanne

a man in military uniform outside who wants to see

his name

is Charles coming over for? “All

Let him in.

two steps before turning her head

Mr. Newton is really good-looking, Ms. Shalders, you

her hand, and

was already seated on

poured a cup of coffee

just about to get off

you need?” Charles accepted the teacup with a smile, taking a

to why you refused my pursuit

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

aware that you and I are cut

destined to

The Charles she knew was

with cleanliness

his possessiveness go,

case, it has nothing to do with your manservant?”

to completely eradicate any thoughts he might have of pursuing her, she needed to find an uncontrollable factor that would sever his thoughts

has completely nothing to do with

like a beautiful pet that I

Upon hearing this,

I not better looking than

the coffee cup and drank the beverage in

and the smile in his eyes grew

seems you don’t know your pet very well, unaware of what he

mean?” Charles stood up, gracefully adjusting the collar