Wooing My Ex-Wife

Maverick’s voice had gone hoarse, and he did not feel like talking.

He turned over and continued to sleep.

When he rushed over last night, he happened to hear Gwendolyn’s shout and watched helplessly as she jumped into the river.

That feeling of his heart pounding away uncontrollably was so unbearably suffocating.

Just thinking about it made his heart ache.

He would never let this happen again.

Nico noticed he was being ignored and knew he simply could not get through to Maverick.

After so many years of working for Maverick, this was the first time Nico had seen him going all out for someone.

Boss, please take a good rest.

If you need anything, just call me.

Don’t force yourself.

Nico sighed helplessly, poured Maverick a cup of warm water, and placed it on the bedside table.

Then, he turned around, left the room, and gently closed the door behind him.

Maverick was still feverish, and his mind was already groggy.

He quickly fell back asleep.

The villa was silent and pitch-black in the dead of night.

Nico made his way down to the basement, his face gloomy.

Neville and a few other subordinates were guarding the basement door.

William and Quinton had been awake for quite some time.

They were extremely furious about being locked up and kept banging on the door while shouting.

Neville saw Nico approaching and walked up.

“How’s it going? Is the boss feeling better now?” Nico nodded.

Neville breathed a sigh of relief.

He gritted his teeth and continued, “Can we just get rid of these two? They’ve been cursing non-stop since they woke up.

I don’t think I can hold it in any longer!” Nico’s expression was grim, too.

Although he could do nothing to Treyton, at least he could vent his anger on the two lackeys of the Harris family.

After all, it did not matter as long as their lives were spared.

Open the door.

Let me in.

basement door

run for

before they were caught, tied up, and

a scene,

up for Maverick before, Nico appreciated his favor and

much quieter than Quinton, who

with his mouth covered, Quinton continued making annoying muffled

pulled out a knife and forcefully stabbed it into the floor between Quinton’s legs, stopping just a millimeter short of cutting through his

constricted

and he might have to spend the rest of his life

Seeing his anger fade away,

me seriously?” William remained silent

Harris locked him up and left him to suffer from a high

much? This really

not know what he

you two work for Mr. Harris, you should also accept this punishment for

barely perceive the sense of

“Well, sorry about this, but you two will have to let our subordinates each throw a few punches to let off some steam, and then we’ll let you

punching bags! Knowing he could not

“Sure, as you wish.

their faces were badly bruised, it would be even more difficult to explain

and leaned against

so don’t snitch and let him take the

a bit guilty when he found out Maverick was

he said, “Okay, but… can you go easy on us?” Nico

terrible wail echoed from

hospital for two days,

first thing she did was to meet the

grew colder, she wore a

looked dashing and charming, exuding an aura like a queen gracing

locked in the basement of Treyton’s

were covered in wounds,

and stuffed with cloth strips

brought a chair for Gwendolyn, and she sat down just

of one of the assassins, she was slightly taken

Oh, it’s you.

man who answered my

icy cold, and he turned his

always been very

rested her cheek on one hand, her face beaming

“Hey, Handsome.

inside story, but you definitely

share the secret with me, I can persuade them to let you go and even give you money

you say?” Her voice was

at the nickname and glanced at her subconsciously, almost getting sucked into her innocent, harmless, glistening

turned his head away

Their rules were stringent.

were to leak a secret, they would only face a more miserable

their teeth and staying silent, they might be able to survive this

going to say it? Gwendolyn pursed her lips and instructed the

Ms. Shalders, they haven’t

really let them go?

not seem