Wooing My Ex-Wife

She sat on the couch by the window with her back facing him, sipping red wine.

He clenched his fists so tightly that they felt clammy.

Could she be drunk by any chance? Would she be as gentle to me as two nights ago? “I admit I don’t know you well, yet you still plotted to get engaged with me.

Don’t you think you owe me an explanation?” Cedrick’s hand was on the doorknob when he felt his heart drop.

Gwendolyn’s speech was coherent and paced regularly.

It was clear she’d barely imbibed any wine and was still sober.

That meant that he would be dead meat tonight.

Cedrick still wasn’t ready to face her.

He stalked toward the window and considered making a run for it.

Gwendolyn’s languid voice sounded.

“Old Mr. Jenson has instructed the windows to be locked.

It is also fitted with bulletproof glass and can’t be shattered.

We’re just going to have a nice little chat.

I wonder what you’re so afraid of?” He had no chance of escape.

Cedrick subconsciously touched his face to confirm that his mask was still on.

Gwendolyn couldn’t possibly recognize him that easily.

He cleared his throat.

“You must be joking, Ms. Gwendolyn.

We aren’t acquainted at all.

I decided to get engaged with you merely because the fortune teller mentioned that we’d get along well together.

” Gwendolyn placed her wine glass down and turned to face him.

“I’ve told you before that there’s someone I—” She was cut off abruptly.

The man who stood by the window in a well-fitting suit gave off an aloof aristocratic air.

The sheer sight of him flooded her with a bone-deep sense of familiarity.

Her expression froze as she carefully scrutinized the man from head to toe.

when he noticed the change in her

you really look like

to her feet with her brows furrowed

Harris,

His eyes were glacial as he uttered in a hoarse

eyes reddened as she

out without forewarning to grab his suit collar and

be able to recognize you just because you’re wearing a mask? You might fool everyone, but I can tell it’s you from your eyes

all along? She hated being kept in the dark the most and had never liked him

Wouldn’t doing so compound the hatred she bore against him, so much so that it’d be even more difficult for him to be forgiven? “Why didn’t you come looking for me if you weren’t dead? How come you’ve taken on the identity of Cedrick? Maverick, you owe me a much due explanation!” Gwendolyn grabbed his collar so

eyes swirled with

her hand and curved her elbow as she swiftly landed a hard blow

beneath his mask twisted

Gwendolyn tugged his collar and backed him up

feared that he would accidentally hurt Gwendolyn

However, Gwendolyn had no

with all her might

Her mind had no room for reason as she stared daggers

get over Maverick

me? Why act like we’re strangers? “If you refuse to tell the truth, I’ll have to take

Cedrick held on tightly to

scared of me seeing your face? If you are Cedrick and not Maverick, you should

Gwendolyn swiftly ripped off his mask while he was curled up

as

surveyed his face

Besides his eyes, the rest of his

He now only vaguely resembled

his gaze and mannerisms gave him

was obviously

it because you’re wearing another mask?” Gwendolyn pinched the skin of

have always been Cedrick Jenson!” “I don’t believe you! Did you undergo plastic surgery? You must be delusional to think I won’t be able to recognize you because of that! Why don’t you try

the only indicator on his

recalled the severe burns and wounds from the lashings on Maverick’s back before

Harris, aren’t you taking things too fast by stripping me?” “Shut up and turn

Go ahead.

Cedrick raised both of his

suspicious, she still had her

his shirt from his belt and lifted it along with his

His broad back

Its defined musculature was flawlessly smooth, with tan skin that looked exceptionally

It was devoid

knife wound on Maverick’s waist which

let go of him and retreated to the bedside with

sat on the bed in a

mind was coming